Dear Universe-
Stop fuucking with me this week. I have had enough. Nearly crying in a coworkers office and then barely stopping myself from screaming at a second means I have had too much this week. Stop it.
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Dear Husband:
I'm ready to move back to the US. Suck it up and deal. If you can't- I'll go back without you.
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Dear Various Coworkers-
I get that you are old school and set in your ways. But, if I tell you that you will stop having technical problems with a program by using a different browser just fucking do it. I can't help you if you won't help yourself and it pisses me off that I've been telling you this for a YEAR and you still refuse to do it. How thick can you get?
Also, if I've been telling you that any content you provide to me has to be THIRTY WORDS don't send me somethiing that is EIGHTY WORDS. Do you even realize how annoying it is to have to go back to you a million times to get the content right when you could just do it right the first time and everyone would be happier?? I HATE YOU.