26 May 2009

For the record.

I don't like e-mails that end with "I love you gotta go quick stuff is happening".

I don't like snarky co-workers who are mean because they aren't happy with their own lives.

I don't like Spring when it is muddy and raining all the time.

I don't like that I don't know how to build a transporter or teleporter or one of those "Beam me up Scotty" things.

I don't like being a geographical Bachelorette. It sucks. For reals.

The end.

6 comments:

Post Tenebras Lux said...

Oooh, I'm with you on those emails. Shiver. I'm sorry =(.

Tucker said...

Yeah... but I got the all clear e-mail about 2 minutes ago so things are good. Thanks for understanding though!

Bette said...

Hooray for prompt all-clears! (But boo about the rest of it.)

I remember one phone call from Baghdad that ended, "Gotta go. Mortars." It felt like forever until the next communication.

Jenny said...

I can't even imagine how scary that must be. :( Glad you got the "all clear."

silver star said...

Yes, transporters would be nice to have. I'm glad you at least got the all clear email afterwards.

liberal army wife said...

it sucks. Period.

LAW