The intern social animal was dragged to team building and drunk.

It turns out that even if you don't know how to drink, you have to pretend to be able to drink, or someone else will pour you hard.

I'm a scum who can't even drink a girl, and a bottle of Yanjing makes me blush.

I vomited twice in the toilet and wrote a thousand words, but I really couldn't move it, and I made up for it the day after tomorrow.

Why the day after tomorrow?

Because I'm working overtime tomorrow — the kind that doesn't pay overtime.

I wish my bald manager to always keep the Mediterranean.

Headache.

Slept.

You'll forgive me, dear reader, won't you?

"American Comics: Superman" sold miserably. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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