postal

service, that is. I am sitting at work, talking on the phone to my mom, waiting for her to yell, "THE MAIL IS HERE! THE MAIL IS HERE! ITS HERE!!!"

but alas, no mail yet. its afternoon. mail should come in the morning. because why should perfectly nice people like me and my family have to wait all the dang day for the mail to come?! right. there's no good reason. it should be here.

but i'm so anxious! its almost like its my own mission call to come. except its not mine. its austin's. but its the first mission call out of at least 5 in my family. its so exciting! i can't wait! literally...

i'm gonna go postal if it doesn't come soon...