February 15, 2013
It's out third encounter this winter and I still don't like you any better than the first time. Third time is not the charm.
Dear Downton Abbey,
Please finish Season 3 so it can go up on Hulu Plus and all us late-to-the-bandwagon kids can start enjoying you.
Sorry I'm not sorry that my flu medication causes my emails to grow less and less professional as the hours pass. I hope you like all my "Yays!" and "You're a champ" emails while they last.
Dear "Trust" seminar,
Thanks for taking up four hours of my Wednesday, but I do not trust any of my coworkers any more than I did before you came. In fact, I'm more annoyed than ever now that they made me waste four hours of my life talking about timecards.
I'm sorry I tried to cut you while on flu medicine. Don't worry--you'll grow back.
Thanks for saying I was sick because I live in Cincinnati. PS I live in St. Louis. Clearly your flu medication doesn't work either.
You know what would make me feel better? If you went and clicked that little GFC friend-follower-button thing over there ;)
Also, one final thought to make your Friday happy: