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I don't think I've uttered a single phrase today without stuttering. I hate it!
P.S.
I couldn't for the life of me figure out why, according to tracking, my dance shoes were said to have arrived on my doorstep yesterday at 2:41. Today however, after pondering what "RR Door" means, I had a revelation. I ran around my house several times, and found my package sitting, soaking wet, near my rear gate. Um, UPS dudes are fucktards. And since I'm a bitch, I'm gonna call the post office and complain about this.
P.S.
I couldn't for the life of me figure out why, according to tracking, my dance shoes were said to have arrived on my doorstep yesterday at 2:41. Today however, after pondering what "RR Door" means, I had a revelation. I ran around my house several times, and found my package sitting, soaking wet, near my rear gate. Um, UPS dudes are fucktards. And since I'm a bitch, I'm gonna call the post office and complain about this.