Dear Officework, You're usually a pretty decent distraction as the hours sloth by, but today, you are just adding to my annoyance. Not enough busy tasks and too much intruding of my personal bubble. Yes folks, that's right, at the age of 26 I still feel like my kindergartner's personal bubble should be religiously respected. Actually, there should be different levels of bubbles. Some people should stay way far away, and others, whom I like, may come a tad closer. Dear Lunch Excursion, You are the best thing that has happened to me this week thus far. (I think. I can't quite remember much of what has happened this week, honestly.) You made it possible for me to enjoy a sushi lunch. Yum nom nom! Dear MonkeyHubby, The more and more I listen to other 'men' your age have generic conversations, the more grateful I become for your intelligence and maturity. Seriously. You have your childish moments (thank you Army Infantry), but at the heart of it all, you're a well-rounded, intelligent, loving, respectful, mature man. THANK GOD.
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