Fucking Kids.

July 4, 2008 at 12:20 am (Holy Squirrel Batman!)

Or maybe not so much kids. I don’t know. Still.

I ordered a self inking stamp with our wedding website on it. I also won a Monarch Kid Robot Figure on Ebay. Both should have arrived on Wednesday June 25. Neither did. Why? Because my stupid ass of a fill in, our normal post master dude is on vacation, mail man stuck the packages in my storm door. It’s a fully windowed door. Thanks. Douche.

Two wedding orders (Monarch was to be for a cake topper with Dr. Girlfriend), $40, all gone because some douchey doucherton couldn’t write out a fucking pickup slip.

In happy wedding news I got my prototypes for the invites today and I almost cried so you know. Whatever. I also priced out portapotties. Important stuff y’all.

I will be leaving to ride on the back of a motorcycle to Nova Scotia on Saturday July 19th. I am excited and also feel guilty for a. vacationing for longer than five days at a time and b. not planning a damn thing for our rapidly approaching nuptials. Nuptials is a good word.

Tonight we saw Wall-E. Adorable. Hearts. Cute. I want to go hug Michael and recycle something.

I’ve woken before Noon and mostly before Nine for the last two weeks. I am pretty much amazing.

Bedtime. But first here is Maalox. He rules.

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1 Comment

  1. Spano said,

    I’m glad I’m not the only one with Post Office annoyances…

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