PPS to the 4th day

I know. You people are thinking I have too much time on my hands.
I can't sit still for one moment.

This mug speaks to me. And has inspired my to whine.
I know, I know, I hardly need inspiration

I just want a snack; I don't want to have to talk to you  - creeper in purple - in the kitchen.  I will seriously turn back around and try again 5 minutes later. Oh heavens - the elevator is the worst. If you get enough people in there, it's fine. People know to hold their convo or people are already talking. But if it's just you two?
worst-5-seconds-of-the-day.

Until I step into my car and grandma is turning the corner. Almost worse than the ones who slam on breaks at a green light to get over into a new lane or just because they are that freakin ridiculous.
Oh I want to kill them.



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