dear finals tomorrow,
i don’t want to take you. please take yourselves so i can sleep in?
dear the ex,
this has been super weird timing and super weird in the communication department as well. please hurry up and read and respond. i’m getting impatient.
please figure out what you’re doing. it was 80 in april and now you’re threatening snow? pull yourself together. it’s my birthday pretty soon and i think you owe me a nice birthday since you weren’t that nice on my wedding day. just sayin.
dear wedding pictures,
please get edited faster. other people want to see me just as much i want to see me.
the star of your show
where did you go? i miss you.
dear runner’s world crappy beeping stopwatch,
you’re going to the trash to never annoy me again. i hope you enjoy your stay.
dear hockey stank,
thanks for going away with a good washing. my eyes were burning before. i appreciate it. and don’t worry, you’re going to get ozoned as well. i bet you’ll REALLY enjoy that.
the wife of your hockey player
dear guest bloggers,
please say yes.
with all my heart,
this blog owner
please look healthier. i know it will take some time, but i really was trying to do the best thing since i froze you over the winter. i promise to take better care of you now. i really do.
you’re fun. i like you.
dear red wings,
please don’t lose tonight. i want to watch you again, but i’m too tired and too peopled out to go even to gpa’s house to watch you. so, if you could just stick it out a little while longer (preferably winning the next four games) that would be turbo sweet. then i might even get to go back to the joe to see you again. and i would really like that.
desperately hoping for you,
your lady in red
dear driver’s license picture,
the image you steal and then distort