Sunday, October 4, 2009

Dear Weekend,

You were the worst ever. All three days of my glorious weekend were ruined. I hate you. I'm so mad that I can't even verbalize what I need to say in order to get out my frustration. Don't think you're getting off so easily, when I can form the words, my wrath shall cometh.


Sincerely,

A pissed off Megan


P.S. Another weekend like this, and there is going to be a weekend homicide.

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