Dear Christmas, you are less than 2 weeks away! Yikes! Shopping may kill me. Dear Montana [my] family, we'll be seeing you all in one week from tomorrow, which makes me panic even more! Why must I wait until the last minute to shop, why!? Dear self, you'll never learn. Dear iMac, we love you even though we know nothing about you. Isn't that what high school love is? Soon it'll be like we're married though, and we won't know what we did without you.
December 14, 2012
Friday's Letters
Dear Christmas, you are less than 2 weeks away! Yikes! Shopping may kill me. Dear Montana [my] family, we'll be seeing you all in one week from tomorrow, which makes me panic even more! Why must I wait until the last minute to shop, why!? Dear self, you'll never learn. Dear iMac, we love you even though we know nothing about you. Isn't that what high school love is? Soon it'll be like we're married though, and we won't know what we did without you.
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