Thursday, February 28, 2013

February 28th

I'm just going to copy-paste what I sent to Eoin about how my day went. No need to retype it all.

"I got off from work and needed dinner, so I went to get some delightfully cheap fast food because, you know...yolo or whatever. So I'm driving home with my food and I'm starving because I didn't get a dinner break at work, and suddenly the bag of food topples over and spills onto the floor of my car. So, no dinner that I paid for, except for some fries that stayed in the bag. 

So I'm cranky about my food, and I go to the mailbox.
 ...And I find this:

And naturally I curse the post office and feel like crying and basically everything has gone to shit. 

I open the mail. And while I regret to inform you that the darling hedgehog did have his saucer ripped, I may have instead noticed the other print enclosed and had a little happy tear come down."

Look what Eoin made for me. Look.

The moral of this story is that Eoin is the best person ever. THE END.

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