blaaaaaaaaarg
dear monday,
i hate you and hope you die. and you have SOME nerve telling me i should have gone to bed earlier last night.
bitchily yours,
b
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dear starbucks frappuccino,
you really expect me to believe you're caffeinated? you're lame and so's the bottle you rode in on.
unreasonably yours,
b
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dear flist,
why did no one tell me the comic the boys had a character based on simon pegg? this is brililant, exciting news. i read the first book last night and i'm hooked. wee hughie, i sort of love you.
excitedly yours,
b
p.s. if you liked preacher or simply enjoy crapbag super heroes getting the snot kicked out of them, you should totally check this out.
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dear the wire,
you are quite enjoyable. i've watched 5 eps of you so far and i'm waiting impatiently for netflix to send me more. you are the first cousin to my much loved homicide: life on the street. and holy crap i can't believe mcnulty is really a british dude. well done with the accent, sir! i can't wait to see what happens next.
curiously yours,
b