Letters

Dear dude in the expensive car:
Yes, that is a merge lane. I see your blinker. Yes, there is a spot in front of me. I acknowlege all of these things.
But.
I am going a good 15 mph faster than you. At least. And while there is a space in front of me, there's only one foot between you and my bumper. There's no way I can slow down in time. At all. And, there is tons of space behind me. And you have lots of merge lane to go. So yes, I am going to pass you.
Continuing to drift into my lane? SO not on.
Please learn to use side-view mirrors,
Me

Dear body:
You suck. And yes, expect beatings this afternoon. It's a running day.
Wary love,
Me

Dear weekend:
LOVE.
Me.

Dear Obamas:
Have you considered a good, old-fashioned, American Mutt? :D?
It'd make a good change.
Me

Dear Martha the Wondercat
Thanks for the snuggles this morning. That was adormidable, sweetie. I know, I didn't want to go away either. There can be more snuggles tonight.
Much Love,
Me

Dear Dragon website:
I want my dragons back! Get to work on that server! If my baby dragons die while you're offline, I'm gonna be sad.
Big sad stare,
Me

Dear Jasper Fforde:
Your new book sounds awesome. But Amazon.com says it isn't going to be available until 2025.
SRSLY?
Could you at least give me a new Jack Spratt book in the meantime?
Much sadness, dude,
Me

Dear Sarah Palin,
...
Are you really as nuts as these news articles say?
SRSLY?
Much bewilderment,
Me

Dear Raurence,
'Australia' over the Christmas break Y/Y?
Looking forward to the holidays,
Me <3