Friday, January 03, 2014
Dear Self: Stop paying people to hurt you.
Dear Mouth: Please Hurry up and heal... Yes I am the corner of "Oh man that hurts like a bitch" and "you paid good money for this" (read like the Walgreens commercials).
Dear Winter: The holiday's are over you may now leave, I'm flat out sick of being cold.
I am at the point in the season where I have to remind myself just WHY I live here.
Dear Coffee: I miss you <-- 2="" allowed="" for="" have="" more="" nbsp="" not="" p="" to="" weeks...="">
Dear Weekend: Thank you for being here so I can just relax some more and hopefully not be in pain come Monday.
Dear Next Week: First full week of work in 2 weeks... please do not be mean!
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