Dear Mercury, Go eat a bag of dicks. Love, Graham postscript: I've taken to closing the blinds in my office so that I can pretend it's not nice outside.

Whoa Patrick you totally just stole my LJ entry about what a nice day I am having here at the office!!! Get out of my head! Unfortunately I did not get a poster. :( WORST DAY EVER!

Hey Merc, Fuck you assholes go die! Love, Joe future unpaid intern

Hey Merc, Fuck you assholes go die! Love, Joe whose dick you gotta suck to get a job 'round here?

Ok this is total horseshit. I saw that guy roll up and thought, no way that's the science teacher. I figured I shouldn't wait around and should go out and make sure our fair city will be getting their copies of tomorrow's Mercury (being delivered as we speak!) on time. I always miss the nonsense as I'm forced to remove myself from my desk and get my hands dirty. Lazy jerks.

You could've invited me to the ice cream. Wait, no. I'm vegan now. FUUUUUCK. Still, I would've come anyway.

No way it beats the day Kato Kaelin visited the Mercury office.

Best work day ever- A tie between the day we were held captive by the cops until the crazy man with the gun next door was safely removed from the apartment complex and the day we had the barefoot hot roof walking contest. Or, maybe the day Club 21 opened the patio.

i know this is an old post...but i don't think your day was that great...i think. fuck. it was.