hi chickens.
i just got home from my whirlwind exhausting stint in San Diego. sorry i didnt get to spend more quality time with you guys. i was a little flustered to say the least. if nothing else, i got to be home for a quick second, see the sun, and visit the ocean. it was quite nice, i can't tell y'all how much i value my ocean time these days... living in the mountains is amazing, right now its sooo beautiful, but if i have to choose i think its the coast. too ingrained into my psyche...
update on the philandering sister-kisser... i got an email from him the second i got in this AM. he says:::
"have found the perfect gift -- it's totally exclusive, totally New York and totally hard to get. So you'll have to wait a little while longer till I get my ass to the part of town where it is. But, hopefully, it will be worth the wait."
hmm. well he's promising greatness, we'll see if he follows through. call me dumb, but i think he will. for some crazy reason i have faith in this guy. speaking of, just to complete the story, i cut and paste the email i sent him below....
enjoy.
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Dearest Mr. Finger,
I was just going to drop you a note to tell you how good it was to spend some quality time with you last week as well. My sister also sends her regards. Since I'm not sure how much you remember of your dealings with the "trouble girls" from Thursday night, just in case, let me refresh your memory. Somehow you ended up making out with not only one, but both of us. Which we discovered, in astonishment, after your convenient exit.
As I, for some reason, still have faith in your moral capabilities, I believe that you can let your gentlemanly traits shine through with a sincere apology to both of us. I have provided both my address below for your reference, and will be following up shortly with my sisters'. We'd prefer written apologies, and additional gifts such as flowers, would be appreciated as well.
I will be sure to get you your white Hop Up Kit when it is available.
All my best,
Miss Randall
ps. I think I see some great possibility for scandalous headlines in TW's Yellow Snow or on Sacklunch.com regarding your philandering escapades. Should I put together a pitch for my editorial friends?
pps. I hope your girlfriend enjoys the glasses.