Foul mood

To whom it may concern:

It's "whoa," not "woah." Each time you spell it incorrectly, such a simple word, my irritation with you grows just a little larger. Also, your links to ultra right-wing websites that spin things so hard it's changed the rotation of the earth on its axis...yeah, dig deep, check out the sources, quit watching FOX News. I'm not interested in your greedy, self-centered politics.

Party Boy #1 (roommate): Please quit letting the front door slam. It rattles all of the other doors in the apartment, making it that much more aggravating and distracting. Don't make me sort out some sort of padding for the door frame. Just be civilised.

MA... 1/2 step forward, 3 back, huh? My faith in political decency had only been around 2 or 3 percent (a sharp increase from the...ugh, Bush years), but your shenanigans has cut it back down to size. What next? No, I don't even want to know. More of the same. Oh, well. It's not like that healthcare bill was anything near appropriate anymore, anyway.

All the best,

J.O. Morris