Dear Universe,

I want to talk to you about this whole “Mercury Retrograde” stuff. I personally, don’t care whether its a true phenomenon or a mass mind set. But it seems like that every time MR (can we call it MR for short? Thanks!) comes around, my ability to brain drops sharply.
I find myself doing stupid things like using the wrong goddamn file during software intall/update tests. Not only that, I do it for an entire 8 hour day! And then – and only then – do I realize what I am doing. But not before I’ve entered three seperate issues into the bug tracking system. Oh, joy! Oh, rapture!
Oh, fuck you.
So now, this morning, I am backtracking myself and retesting my work. Because you know how much I *love* restesting. And of course, I have soooo much time to do this. Its not like I don’t have at least 12 other test suites to complete by Friday. Or the numerous side projects that I have going on.
And MR isn’t just for the office anymore, oh no! Apparently it can come along and fuck your un-lubed, unsuspecting ass any ole time! Yessirree. Need to have an argument with your boyfriend at two fucking o’clock in the morning? Want to have a misunderstanding with your Mom over a happy-gram email? Or the ever-popular subtle effects like missing meetings with friends because you can’t effectively communicate time. Woohoo, its a barrel of laughs, MR is.
All I am saying, Universe is that you might want to re-think this whole MR thing. Nobody likes it. Nobody wants it around. It stinks the way a shit-encrusted, dead skunk does. Get rid of it.

No love,
~Mare