Dear John,

I see it all now that you're gone. Dontcha think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole, way, home... I should'a known.

#Dontjudge #stopbeingsosmug

Dear Princess Celestia-

FUCK. No, that's not what I meant to type. Start over.

Dear blog,

Yes, it is true, I have something special for you to see. But I have to finish it first. For those of you asking (<______<) it is not like that story I wrote and never let you see because... because you will get to SEE this. Just... not yet. I am working feverishly on it. I swear. But work gets in the way. My shortest shift in this five day stretch is 9 hours. And now my car window is broken again. That is something that I am ready to scream about. TWICE in the last few months. Clearly they didn't fix it right the first time, huh? Fuckers. Also could be my annual have shitty-luck-with-your-car-around-Thanksgiving thing. So... there's that.

Besides, I didn't know you wanted to actually see the last one, blog. Though, I'm not sure why I ask anymore. The answer is usually "shut up and let me see it you stupid hipster." You and I have an aggressive relationship, blog. By aggressive, I mean we actively bicker with each other, but for fun's sake. I enjoy it. But rest assured I will lay some smack down if need be.

ANYWAY. Yes, I will have something to show you. If I can get my friend's help (not incredibly likely at this point, but I will continue trying) I will have TWO things. That will be awesome. Though, I might be able to do it myself... hmm.

ANYWAY. AGAIN. I LIKE YELLING. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLbutts.

I should really go to bed. I have to work in 8 hours. * maniacal laughter* Right, because, you know, sleep is always important to me.

Oh, did I tell you blog? I don't remember. I put boots to asses (as I am so prone to doing) and I'm going back to school in the spring. I'm kind of excited. Maybe I should hide my PS3 controllers though. And my DVDs. And my laptop... fuck. Well, I'm going into next semester with one thing on my mind: being great. I know it sounds stupid, but sometimes some of the Packers I follow are motivating. Greg Jennings is always talking about being great, how today is a great day to be great... and yeah. Next semester I'm gonna be great. *puts on belt* aww yeah.

Also, the boots to asses thing is another motivator. But that's for work. Gonna put me in charge? Expect boots to asses man.

I am a lot of things. Nerdy, goofy (both in looks and actions), not-an-idiot, a gamer, a writer, self-loathing, loyal, empathetic, lazy... but I am also capable of doing work. Chalk one up... for the bad guy!

I'm getting silly. I think I'm sleepy.
...Nah.
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