Caffeine Girl

Starting the fourth decade of dyspeptic curmudgeonry.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Time for a break, Mr. Universe

To Whom It May Concern/God/The Divine:

Seriously, for a few weeks, stop shitting on us and our friends.

Steph's grandmother's now dying? WTF? Our friend's sister has a brain tumor? Our friends are being stalked by a psycho? I'm having internal bleeding problems? All within the last five days? Um, can we pleeaase turn some of the negative energy towards someone else, or dispel it altogether without a redirect? If you're looking for redirect candidates, I would like to suggest, in no particular order, animal abusers, Rupert Murdoch, Mr. Stalker, the president of Iran, the crackhead in my back alley (arguably, he's got problems enough already but he's a real dick), and of course, Pat Robertson.

Hugs and kisses,
Cara

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