To The People Who Ruined My Life This Week:
Thank you. My hope is that one day a grand piano full of pig entrails and used needles will fall on your head while you run away from a stampede of wild buffalo.
Not really. I only said that out of sheer anger and frustration.
UGHH.
To all you nefarious and reprehensibly bad group of people, I can only shake my fist and repeatedly break down into sobs.
GOOD DAY.