FML. I bought a new desk and everything was great until I opened it right now and GUESS WHAT? IT'S MISSING A WHOLE BUNCH OF FUCKING PIECES. Like. ALL the screws. And the keyboard slider. So I call and I can either REPACKAGE the damn thing (which weighs a FUCKTON btw) and get a new one (but oh wait, they don't have any in stock so it'd have to be DELIVERED) or I can call a 1-800 number and order the parts that way. JUST FUCK. I asked them, "You know, it was already opened, what happened to the parts?" "Oh, we probably used them to build another desk". GREAT. GIVE ME MY FUCKING PARTS BACK.

I'm so angry. FUCK. This week is turning out super shitty, Sean has to work tomorrow and then he's gone all weekend to help out his dad with the cottage and I want to blow up because I JUST got back.

Just afu-fdjgkgfnjnbflkds