To the week of June 8, 2008:
We're through. Let's face it. You don't like me and I don't like you. It's been that way since the get-go. Fortunately I've reigned victorious over you. Despite a lot of shitty-shit this week at work, it was still successful (at least).
If I'm not getting my point across, I wrote a Eulogy for you, Week of June 8, 2008:
You're a Douche-nugget. Rest in peace... In hell.
Goodbye Week of June 8, 2008. I'm glad I'll never have to see you again.
To the week of June 16, 2008:
I've got big plans for you my friend; unlike that asshole week of June 8. You and I are gonna rock it so hard. I think I might already be falling for you, like a prepubescent tweener at summer camp. Oh man, this going to be so Rawsome.
Off to the Bat Cave. Seacrest OUT!
(ever notice Ryan doesn't actually say that anymore?)
Friday, June 13, 2008
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