gwensarah and johanny
this rant was brought to you by the lazy bastards at USPS
23:23 & 29 September 2003

*sniffle* My friendster friends are meanies, they don't write me lovely testimonials (except two of them, but I already know how awesome they are).

People keep asking if I am excited about the move yet and I hate to tell them I'm not just yet. Maybe it's this thing with my car or the hassles of actually moving. I'm not sure. Oh but here's something annoying, I can't get mail there. They don't deliver mail in that town!!!! I have to get a zarking P.O. Box.

I get a great deal of mail, packages in mismarked envelopes, little packets marked Air Mail..my carrier probably thinks I'm a terrorist or something. There's nothing that makes me smile more than packages filled with tapes, a CD, or even a collection of postcards. It makes my day really..reminds me that I'm special for the few moments it took to collect a few things to send me.

It almost makes up for the fact that I've no boyfriend to bring me presents..and now instead of seeing it plop on the foyer floor I have to schlep myself to the post office. Daily. It's not like I know when I get mail. Another thing that's disenchanting me is I'm waiting for something in the mail and it's not like I can have my mail forwarded until next week because I know my address but don't have a zarking P.O. yet.

And can someone please tell me why the postal carriers can't get off their lazy asses and actually deliver the mail? Fed Ex and UPS manage to deliver to houses up there.

Lazy bastards indeed.

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