Dear random friend's grandma,
Thank you for providing me with the best laugh of my day yesterday when I learned that you thought that the word "homie" was slang for homosexual.
Love and kisses,
Heather
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Dear wonderful author,
Thanks for being so cool and professional. You have no idea how rare that is.
Smooches!
Heather
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Dear iPod Touch,
How did I live so long without you? Thank you for being you -- also, playing the theme song to Duck Tales as I walked into work this morning was a masterful stroke of genius.
With admiration,
Heather
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Dear R line,
When I ride you home tonight can you endeavor to not have a rancid smelling person sit next to me? I almost booted this morning, no lie.
Seriously,
Heather
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Dear Wednesday,
Why aren't you Friday? If it weren't for Top Chef tonight, you would be banned.
Sternly,
Heather
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Comments
This is the same kid who came in to tell me how he was riding his skateboard down the street, taking a whiz (wiz?) and..*insert five minutes of laughter and no-you-didn't-yes-I did...yeah, taking a whiz and nearly got busted by the new neighbors.
Anyway...it's Wednesday and there's no Sons of Anarchy either :(
Love the blog. I can't even tell you how much this post reminded me of Bridget Jones' Diary. I'm a devoted follower now, you can't get rid of me.
With adoration,
Jenn ;)
www.jennjohansson.blogspot.com