a week from the place heretofore unknown as Heaven or Purgatory.

Apr 18, 2005 21:14

Dear Diary,

I considered telling you about how I've been dancing around and singing alternate lyrics to 80's songs all day when I realized that you wouldn't believe me.

Kind Regards,

Byron

...

Byron you idiot,

Why do you persist in writing to me? Why in the hell do ALL of you persist in writing to me??? I don't want to know about all your stupid problems, and more importantly neither does my wife Journal! Now look here and listen to me, you dunderhead, I demand recompense for all the venting I've allowed you over the years. Send checks or cash only, I don't accept credit cards.

Shut up and go away,

Diary K. Jones

P.S. Where did you learn to format a letter? TRANSYLVANIA? Geez!
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