My dearest Tynia,
Hey man, I find you attractive.
As always,
Princess
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Thursday, September 8, 2016
9/8/16
My dearest Tynia,
I have not kept up with my letters to you so I am expanding my repertoire to include new mediums that expand my opportunities to not be lazy. It's rather late currently and you are asleep in the other room but this is as good a time as any to start a digital collection of my letters. My wrist is still that of an aged old man so this one will most likely be short but future posts will be longer and much more fun to read.
I really appreciate that you are getting into yoga more and more. I know you want me to get into it as well, and while I would really appreciate exploring your new fascination, I would like to regress to the lazy section above. Oh and the fact that its 1am and I'm doing this while you sleep. So, yeah. I am now realizing that I don't really know how I will tell you to check this blog for your letters but I am sure the opportunity will arise soon enough.
I tried to listen to that rap music that you like but it seemed to not work for my ears. Thrice though. Good guys. Charles just came in and drank some water, looked at me as to accuse me of being guilty of keeping the water from him, then turned and left the room. Hate that guy. Ryder though. My baby boy is such a good guy. Just sleeping in my stead. Back to the rap music, I finished setting up the computer to send audio through the interface and out the speakers and headphones so I tried to listen to a few different types of music and when it came to the rap part I gave that Chance guy a try. Also, side note, I knew a kid named chance in the second grade and at that particular school we were awarded chance cards when we did good deeds, so Chance and I collected chance cards and eventually we had enough that he could hand them out like business cards. He would hand them out and say his name was double-oh chance.
I almost finished my homework, but if I finished now what would I have to panic about this evening? Ha, I just found a scrap paper here with different qualities you possess and you have tackled several dogs on here. Then some scribbles I can't read and that you are dedicated to what you do. Which is to tackle dogs. Several dogs. Not like several types of dogs rather a field full of the same dog breed. It's an art you've perfected I guess. Maybe I will do my homework. The assignment is to write about the rise and fall of myspace. I finally hit 100 friends on myspace like two years ago. You're not one of them. Your myspace was probably too cool for me. Mine was a mixture of switchfoot playing in the back, a nightmare before christmas background and posts of mac dre lyrics. The main thing that keeps me from my homework is the 6 videos I am supposed to watch.
Guess I will do something else now since my wrist feels like a stupid face.
Yours truly,
Princess
I have not kept up with my letters to you so I am expanding my repertoire to include new mediums that expand my opportunities to not be lazy. It's rather late currently and you are asleep in the other room but this is as good a time as any to start a digital collection of my letters. My wrist is still that of an aged old man so this one will most likely be short but future posts will be longer and much more fun to read.
I really appreciate that you are getting into yoga more and more. I know you want me to get into it as well, and while I would really appreciate exploring your new fascination, I would like to regress to the lazy section above. Oh and the fact that its 1am and I'm doing this while you sleep. So, yeah. I am now realizing that I don't really know how I will tell you to check this blog for your letters but I am sure the opportunity will arise soon enough.
I tried to listen to that rap music that you like but it seemed to not work for my ears. Thrice though. Good guys. Charles just came in and drank some water, looked at me as to accuse me of being guilty of keeping the water from him, then turned and left the room. Hate that guy. Ryder though. My baby boy is such a good guy. Just sleeping in my stead. Back to the rap music, I finished setting up the computer to send audio through the interface and out the speakers and headphones so I tried to listen to a few different types of music and when it came to the rap part I gave that Chance guy a try. Also, side note, I knew a kid named chance in the second grade and at that particular school we were awarded chance cards when we did good deeds, so Chance and I collected chance cards and eventually we had enough that he could hand them out like business cards. He would hand them out and say his name was double-oh chance.
I almost finished my homework, but if I finished now what would I have to panic about this evening? Ha, I just found a scrap paper here with different qualities you possess and you have tackled several dogs on here. Then some scribbles I can't read and that you are dedicated to what you do. Which is to tackle dogs. Several dogs. Not like several types of dogs rather a field full of the same dog breed. It's an art you've perfected I guess. Maybe I will do my homework. The assignment is to write about the rise and fall of myspace. I finally hit 100 friends on myspace like two years ago. You're not one of them. Your myspace was probably too cool for me. Mine was a mixture of switchfoot playing in the back, a nightmare before christmas background and posts of mac dre lyrics. The main thing that keeps me from my homework is the 6 videos I am supposed to watch.
Guess I will do something else now since my wrist feels like a stupid face.
Yours truly,
Princess
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