Ok, so I have been waiting for this package from UPS for like 3 days. The UPS man gets here and what does he do...he stands 20 feet from my door and hurls it at the house. Luckily it isn't breakable and it wasn't a box. It was one of those pakages used to carry letters around. You know, like really stiff manilla folders.
Anyway, I emailed UPS and bitched them out something fierce. I am mad. This could have been something breakable, the fact that it wasn't is irrelevant. Also it had been raining for 2 days, so of course the ground is wet. There were 3 people home, all he had to do was knock.

There will be a next time.
In my heart.
In my mind.
How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to feel the way you do?
You're so decisive,
And I don't care if you like or you hate me,
But I know you motherfuckers 'bout to under rate me.