Ok, so, I get off the phone with work and they say “Well, Good Luck!”  and, shortly thereafter I find out I’ve misplaced my Exit Visa to return home on the weekend. Great.

So, just when I think everything is as bad as it can get, the IT guys say “Well, it can’t get any worse right? Good luck with that”… and now I can’t get a hold of them to do my part of the swap.

Please no more “Good Luck” or similar well wishes, they’re only making things worse.

OH, and, I now get a rash from the sun-screen. Awesome.  Can’t go in the sun without sunscreen, can’t wear sunscreen, am in one of the hottest/sunniest places. Yay me.

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