Well. I would have to be livid to be better.

I just got off the phone with USPS. Someone followed the mail truck to my house and waited for them to deliver my packages, then stole them off the porch in the 60 seconds it took for me to get there. My complaint is one of many. It's been happening a lot in the area lately.

I have called the police and filed a report, and I have asked them to arrest them and file charges if they get caught. And I will be calling the companies I ordered from tomorrow.

Sorry you didn't get an X-Box or Jordans orbwhatever you were hoping for. I hope you enjoy your oil cleanser (which you probably don't even know how to use) and your bottle of white foundation, which I have to mix into regular foundation to get the color light enough. I can't get these items locally, so I hope fleas bite you for the rest of eternity in places you can't scratch. I hope your mug shot highlights your sun damage and undereye bags. I hope you are alone and sad on Christmas AND New Years this year and every year for the rest of your insignificant, pathetic life.

Now I get to scramble to figure out how to get to Ulta, spend more money I don't have, and hope to God they have usable substitutes.

Mess with my products and you mess with me. I hope you have the life you deserve. That is all.