Dear Friday

Please be over,

Love me.

PS – Never ever have two deadlines slam together like that on the last day of an already slammed five day work week. This day has been 50 ways of wrong.

PPS – Please block/mute all the narrow minded conspiracy theorists from my social media streams. They make my brain hurt.

PPPS – Also please try not to allow my cat to spend the hour of 4-5am barfing in 5 different places.

PPPPS – If you could teleport me home and have cold beer waiting that would perhaps make up for all the other shit.