remember when i used to write letters to lots all different kinds of people and things? yes, sometimes things... well, i miss that.
i'm sorry it's 2am and i'm still not in bed. also, i wish you didn't come so early because i needed to go to the store to get ice cream for the cake i made for tomorrow. oh well, we'll have cake and milk.
we really need to get your sleeping schedule back on track before school starts. really, we do.
dear scary movies,
we need to break up. actually, we were never together. but pretty much, i just don't like you. and i can't watch you. why? because i involuntarily saw a 3 minute preview for one of your kind on friday and it gave me a nightmare. a bad one! and i prefer to only dream about happy things. so i'm severing ties forever.
dear provo city library,
you did not have any of the books i wanted check out. so i went and bought one instead.
dear banana republic,
i decided that you're my favorite. i'm still only going to buy your sale items though.
dear martha stewart,
i have a fabulous plan. how about you hire me as food stylist, or something awesome, it doesn't really matter what... then, you'll realize that i am a creative genius, hypothetically adopt me as your daughter, and let me take over your empire when you're ready to give it up. that's just a rough sketch, but fabulous plan, right?
dear roommate brittany,
so glad that you're back. thanks for feng shui-ing the living room. it looks wonderful.
your dry air is cracking my heels. stop that. it makes me feel like an old lady. and what's with the random rain/wind storms in august?
ps. can't wait for fall. fall is my favorite.
dear beautiful german chocolate cake sitting on my counter,
i so want a piece of you for breakfast.
dear next week,
you are going to be crazy. i can feel it.
[image via little brown pen. i think.]