It was a bad day. A lot of bad stuff happened. And I'd love to forget it all. But I don't. Not ever. Because this is what I do. Every time, every day, every second, this: On five, we're bringing down the government.
Wednesday, December 27
Letters From Amazon
I get a ton of email from Amazon because we use AWS at work, so they get routed to a separate folder that I don't always look at straight away.
I get a ton of email from Amazon because we use AWS at work, so they get routed to a separate folder that I don't always look at straight away.
Sometimes that's a mistake. Today it was two mistakes, one confusing, one delightful.
Got an email Christmas morning,
It was labeled Amazon.
It was typed in Times New Roman,
Said my package, it was gone.
Back for return and refund,
And I'd get a check real soon.
But I don't know what they're talkin' about
Got it Friday afternoon.
The other one someone knows about, and a huge Christmas thank you to that someone. Really brightened up my day. 
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