Dear....

[Becks]

Dear man of the household™,

You can live without your car for a few days. We're trying to help Mommy and Bella move.

Not one of Patty Moo's cars can't make the trip down there and back. Bear, Paul and Julie need theirs, and Paul and Bear are taking their own vehicles down this weekend to help. Julie needs hers because she has, you know, the children.

Suck it up. You have plenty of soda, milk, food and smokey treats. And God knows that if for some reason you go through all of that while I'm gone you'll end up going through mine, too. You always do.

Not fond of you at the moment,

me

[RetailWorkhorse]

Dear United States Postal Service,

There are times that I really appreciate you, times I absolutely hate you, and times I ignore you because I don't get mail anyhow.

Right now is Time Number 2, the I HATE LOATHE AND DESPISE YOU!!!!!!! time. Would you like to know why? It's because Sister had dropped an envelope into the mail system that had a micro SD card filled with 30 or so games on it for my Nintendo DSLite and I have yet to receive it. I managed to get my EZ Flash from CHINA faster than this.

So please, come in today so's I can go back to playing Wild World because I've become quickly addicted and I have no computer on which to level up my Guild Wars Character (and I bet she's feeling pretty neglected right now, poor little Serra).

With an aggitated snarl,
Das Mel.

[Misanthropical]

Dear doctors office,

I have been seeing a pain specialist for almost a year now, so what is with only giving out a one time referral? Did you really think that the pain I have had for over 20 years would suddenly stop and never come back? Please try to think before doing such goofy stuff. I don't like having to call and nag.

Oh, and the one pain specialist? Yeah, you should ignore his hallucinations. His notes are as far from reality as on can get and still be on planet Earth.


Dear BossMan's boss,

Could you please stop monopolizing his time? The people that work under him sometimes need his help and we don't want to interrupt what ever the hell you are talking to him about for hours at a time.


Dear family,

If you all don't start picking up after yourselves I will lose it on all of you and it won't be pretty! If I'm not happy, you won't be either! got it? good!

[RetailWorkhorse]

Dear Fuzzy Slobbering Dog in the Sky,

The negativity my parents have been spewing forth, I fear, has slgihtly damaged my psyche. I feel that, since they feel like failures and pieces of shit, that I by association am one as well. The Truck hasn't sold yet, the hotdog cart is yet unfinished, and there is talk of staying here through another Winter.

The Move Date has been pushed back to Mid Spring, claiming time enough for Elder Litter Mate to locate and close on a house before the rest of the Pack descend on her (and, really, that will probably look very scary).

I try so hard not to have doubts, but I have great concern that if I make it through this Winter, I will not survive the next.

The Utter Hatred for the place in which I was born has caused me many a heartache and I only wish for the pain to be gone.

I will try, heart and soul, to survive the upcoming Snow Season, but there is much fear in me that I will not survive another year.

These may be the words of a madman, but I have no doubt that should I see Winter '09-'10, the shotgun hanging from the wall will find its way into my hands.

I was not, you see, built to withstand the force of very many Winters.

I keep wishing the quick death of my grandmother, and even quicker distribution of the inheritence and I know that that is not the feeling of someone of Righteous Worth. I recognize the greed fueling such thoughts that money, and a hefty amount of it to be sure, would make all the pain of this year go away. With this Recognition I know that I will never go to be with the Righteous Worth.

It has been such a hard year, for so many people, that I honestly have no idea how they do it.

I suppose they go the AA Route and just take it One Day At A Time. The mentality that I survived Today and will survive the coming morn.

It certainly explains why so many turn to religion. I turned to you, after all, if not for help than only to listen. I do not expect even that, really, though it would be appreciated. I know I'm not the best person in the world, in fact most of the time I'm a selfish person and a sucky cad to boot, but I do try to do right by you.

I know that asking you to give me strength and the energy to complete the tasks ahead of me is quite a bit for one such as myself, so I will not bother to plead. I will continue to let you know of my progress, though. Kind of like the person on your internet journal friend list that you don't talk to all the time, but appreciate general news on their going-ons and such. I haven't kept a daily log of things for years, really, so please excuse the amount of time between writings.

Please know that, even though you are no longer with me on a daily basis, that sometimes I will ignore you or abuse your name, that it's Human Nature, as much as I abhor being human would much rather be a Fuzzy One, that you will always be a vital part of me.

Kind of like the continuous loop of "Together Forever" by the Kingsmen that's always running through the back of my head, or the ticking of mt Mother's clock that's no longer on the wall. Those two are integrated into the fibre of my very being and, like you, will never really disappear.

So please forgive the absences, the mood swings, and abuse, and sometimes dislike that may be directed at you. I have difficulty expressing this jumble of emotions, even idenitying some of them, that it will not come out right every time.

For the heartache I will cause you, I apologize.
For the Sucess in the Future, I await with anticipation.
For today I have Survived and with the hope that I will Survive until the next Morn.
Have a great day. <3
~Melonius of Bladian Clan, Lesser Shinsuke Branch.

[AdminAssistant]

Dear ex-roomie,

I am SO sorry. I want to tell you how wonderful you are, how the bitch that broke your heart doesn't deserve you, how much better than that you are, how you deserve someone better. But I know that's not what you want to hear. If you ever need me, I'm not far away. Please, please, don't fall into your self-destructive cycle.

*huuugs*

The Monica to your Rachel

[Evil Queen]

Dear RW,

Did it come in yet?

-EQ

[Greenday]

Dear Ex-Girlfriend,

I don't care that we are still really good friends. I don't care that I was the one who broke up with you. I broke up with you only a few weeks ago. Already you are dating some other guy, who you were already hesitant to date, and the only reason you are dating him is because you feel like he deserves a chance. And you expect me to give you relationship advice? Despite being a good friend, I'm still your ex-boyfriend. Not only do I not want to hear about anything with your new relationship, giving you relationship advice on your new relationship that's taking place only a few weeks after we broke up is something I will never do. Don't act so surprised at this concept.

Sincerely,

Greenday

[RetailWorkhorse]

Dear RW,

Did it come in yet?

-EQ

Dear EQ,

Came in on Saturday, and have been playing My Sims like a man on fire. Am currently stuck on one part but I located a walk-through I can use. <3

Much dog slobbers,
Pup

[Bella_Vixen]

Dear Becks and Mr. Becks--

Thanks for taking care of Rooks for the last few weeks for me. She looks great!

She misses you, though, so you have to come over for a visit.

Thanks again, from the bottom of my heart!

--Me


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Dear collective family--

I'm sorry for being a bitch this weekend.

Thanks for helping us move.

Much love!

--Me

[Becks]

Dear Lizziebeff,

You're welcome, and thank YOU for letting us have her for this while.

We miss her. It's quiet here, without her wanting it to be treat time 1-6 hours early. And my pillows are fur free.

Planning on stealing her back,

me and Mr. Becks

[Misanthropical]

Dear people who use speaker phone and/or push to talk,

Stop with the annoying behavior! Everyone on the call floor doesn't need to hear your bullshit conversations!

If you won't stop at least make your conversations more interesting, something about how one of the higher ups was caught with an inflatable sheep or something.

Thanks


Dear little guy,

Okay, listen little one. I guess you haven't caught on to the fact that I will always win any argument. I'm the mom, I make the rules, mmkay?

You're lucky you're so cute!


Dear BossMan,

I know I scare you when I use the "mom" voice, so if you even think of trying to get on me about what I said to Whiner, I will use it! I mean it!


Dear Whiner,

There will be no apology, so don't even think it. I know you were so use to people afraid of confrontation that they would just do what you wanted to get you to go away.

I don't give a mouse a cookie, know what I mean?


Dear political pollsters,

Stop ringing my doorbell! GO AWAY! I'm not going to tell you who I'm voting for, it's none of your business. If you wanted to know so bad you would at least know what my name is and not call me by my neighbor's name.

Oh, and stop putting your flyers in my door.

[SorryIsGoodEnough]

Dear M.,

You're so generous. Thanks for offering to make my 21st spectacular. We're going to Vegas, mister!

Love,
Me.

[Lace Neil Singer]

Dear Mid-life Crisis Man,

Thanks for giving me the biggest laugh I've ever had, by coming into the garage sporting a leather jacket, jeans and the worst skullet I have ever seen in my life. No, I wasn't sneezing; I was stifling a giggle. My advice; get a nice short cut which will disguise your receeding hairline far more than your present cut does.

Yours, the girl in the petrol station.

[Evil Queen]

Dear pillow,

No, I haven't neglected you. I love you dearly and wish I was in your pillowy embrase. Hey, I have an idea. Get the blankets together, we'll have a private party when I get home.

Tired because I've been up since 9am with a two hour nap,
-EQ
(it's now 5:40 am I'm ready to crack)

[crazylegs]

Dear A,

You're struggling; I can see that, the boss can see it, everyone can see it.

The job is HARD but you're on a shift that is running at 1/3 its intended shift, things will get better, it will get easier. I promise

Regards

Crazylegs