"...you're no match for that sulky girl..."
might


11 December 2003 17:17 yuletide missives, 2k3
past perfect | future perfect
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stuff to ponder

if you haven't gotten the traditional end-of-the-year type card from me this year, it isn't that i hate you. it's that i have completely neglected all holiday preparations this year. i am in the shit present-wise, for example, and i have abandoned the idea of cutting checks for my nearest and dearest as simply gauche. plus i am not sure that i have enough checks or enough money. plan b has yet to crystallize in my mind.

if you would like to receive an end-of-the-year type card, in the event that i ever do get my act together (mid-april or so, i'm estimating), you should make sure that i have your current postal statistics. do not assume that i have them: i assure you that i do not. i'm lucky to find my way home at the end of the day.

that last sentence pretty much sums it up.

ho, ho, ho!

love, might

assimilate