Dear Jeebus

Dear Jeebus,

Ok, I get it. I was mad at the awful assistant, and then today you sent the world's BIGGEST BEE into my second floor office to terrorize me until she killed it. Noted. Will be nice to awful assistant.

And, then, you sent me an errand to take me home a few hours early. Should I

a) get my nails done
b) go sit in the park
c) or make dinner for my boyfriend early so that I don't miss my hot date with my imaginary husband?

I get it. SSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Thank you for the errand. If I had been late, I would have died.

I get it, I get it. Do you? GIVE LALA A NEW JOB. I have even made a list of things I will miss about having her (relatively) close by:

Hanging out with Lala
Pig-snort-laughing with Lala
Making fun of other people with Lala

Here's the list of things I will not miss:

Being bossed around by Lala (WHO IS NOT THE BOSS OF ME!)
Snoring
Walking all over Manhattan for no good reason (seriously, no good reason.)

Send her far, far away. Give me a chance to miss her. And, her neefs the opportunity to hang out with her more.

IT'S THE WORK OF THE LORD. GET ON IT!