*headdesk*

[apocalypsos]

Dear charity which offers short-term grants for people having financial difficulties,

You perform a great service, but if my last month's worth of deposits are less than my expenses, that is not a sign of a long-term problem. Especially considering my boss just allowed me to stop sending a certain percentage of my claims to QC and therefore work as much as I'd like, and it turns out that I can very nearly keep up with the expected quota. You know, when I'm not so stressed about my financial situation that I'm too fucked up to work.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear other charities,

You are not half as much help as I need you to be.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear electricity, water, and internet connection,

Please don't shut off, pleeeeeeeeeease don't shut off ...

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear girl who emails me every damn time I list my treadmill on Craigslist and asks if you can buy it only to never bother to respond after I ask you if this time you really, really mean it because I'm too needy for extra cash to ignore you,

STOP THAT.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear people who think I'm pathetic, lazy, and/or greedy for the number of times I've put up a Paypal button,

I apologize. Possibly in advance.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear cat, chinchillas, rat, hamster, and tarantula,

GET A JOB, YOU BUMS.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear Harper Voyager,

I am sending three manuscripts into your unagented-submissions thingy next week. Please to be accepting at least one of them. Pretty please?

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear self,

No, you can't sell a kidney.

Sincerely,

Me

P.S. You can't give one away, either, you idiot.