Wait for it!

Yeah, it only gets better, people! Oh boy. Usually, I get FOADs via email (clogging my in-box like some sort of electron Atherosclerosis, but without the guilty pleasure of having consumed vast quantities of buttery yums), this past weekend I actually got an honest-to-goodness letter FOAD. I must be moving up in the world. Isn't it enough that I have cried "uncle" and waved the white flag? Okay, I get it - I suck - and I will never find meaningful employment. No need to pour salt onto my already ulcerated wounds (ouch).