Watch Out.

Seriously.

In what can only be described as a terrible combination of coincidences — my return from vacation is coinciding with the start of fertility treatments, and a horrible case of PMS.

In short — I will cut a bitch.

Yesterday I almost punched a co-worker — someone I’ve known and loved for, like, seven years — all because of the way he was eating his carrot sticks.

In an effort to not murder everyone, here’s the most creative way I can think of to share my inner monologue with you.

and, as always…

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