|A poor quality image of the face of guilt and shame.|
Dear co-workers, Thank you for providing me with a multitude of delicious treats from the cookie exchange! I will try to share them with Justin. And not eat them all in one sitting.
Dear ABC Family, Thank you for making such wonderfully awful Christmas movies so I could spend my Saturday lazing about.
Dear Laundry, I am so sick of you. You are always in the way, and never done. I know I should take more care of you. I'll try to do better. But seriously I hate you. With a fiery burning passion.
What did you do this weekend? I hope it was great.