Darren and Phil....I'm not please with either of you...
Dearest Darren and Philip,
Do you find that it's more fun when your friends actually write in their live journals? I certainly do. Well, you two have been quite the slackers recently! Phil, where is your journal entry about our magical night of eating pie? Darren, where is your book list that you promised your avid readers? I am seriously displeased with both of you.
David is in Israel. So he can't exactly write, now can he? Foosy just took a train across the country and still managed to write a few entries. Gentlemen, we love you dearly and miss your wit and folly tremendously. Pie-loving-Larry is out there broken-hearted because you, Phil, didn't "journal" about our first experience at Bakers' Square. Current events are being overlooked with no scorching opinion or commentary. My God...poetry is left un-cited and politicians unquoted! What treachery! Philip, how can I get through the day without your wrestling anecdotes swimming through my head? Darren, how can I go to sleep at night without your daily critique on American culture?
Boys, I beseech you....pick up your keyboards once more and enlighten us! The world is ever so dreary without you.
(If not, then Darren, I shall sign you up for BMG and send you all the Hip Hop music and paraphernalia I can find. And Phil, I'll....well...I will find something equally horrid to do to you!)
Yours always,
Deborah
P.S. This entire entry was spoken with an English accent in my head...splendid I dare say..splendid!
Do you find that it's more fun when your friends actually write in their live journals? I certainly do. Well, you two have been quite the slackers recently! Phil, where is your journal entry about our magical night of eating pie? Darren, where is your book list that you promised your avid readers? I am seriously displeased with both of you.
David is in Israel. So he can't exactly write, now can he? Foosy just took a train across the country and still managed to write a few entries. Gentlemen, we love you dearly and miss your wit and folly tremendously. Pie-loving-Larry is out there broken-hearted because you, Phil, didn't "journal" about our first experience at Bakers' Square. Current events are being overlooked with no scorching opinion or commentary. My God...poetry is left un-cited and politicians unquoted! What treachery! Philip, how can I get through the day without your wrestling anecdotes swimming through my head? Darren, how can I go to sleep at night without your daily critique on American culture?
Boys, I beseech you....pick up your keyboards once more and enlighten us! The world is ever so dreary without you.
(If not, then Darren, I shall sign you up for BMG and send you all the Hip Hop music and paraphernalia I can find. And Phil, I'll....well...I will find something equally horrid to do to you!)
Yours always,
Deborah
P.S. This entire entry was spoken with an English accent in my head...splendid I dare say..splendid!