Friday's Letters
Dear Sun Devils, you let me down.
You let me down bad.
Dear traffic, I have had it up to here (raises hand above head) with you this week. I feel like I spend more time idling down the freeway during rush hour than I spend at work or at home. I feel like I can't get anywhere around here faster than 25 mph.
Fix it.
Dear blog, I'm feeling a bit of a disconnect between you and I these days. I feel like I wanna spend time with you, but I just can't get my bloggy juices flowing. I'm feeling a bit lame and boring and I'm gonna need you to help me spice things up. So take some time, think about some things for me to write about, and get back to me.
Dear Friday, I'm gonna need you to help me be productive after work today. I have a lot to do before the big shindig on Saturday and little time to do it all in. So when I head towards the fridge to open that bottle of wine...I'm gonna need you to stop me.
Can't guarantee I'll listen, but... you know...
Dear Gunther, I loved this video, starring your furry self, so much that I'm posting it twice in one week. I think it's really funny when you lick dad right in the mouth.
Keep it up dude.
Dear midterm-paper-that-I haven't-started-yet,
go easy on me.
That is all.
Happy Friday everybody!
