Sunday, August 24, 2008

letter to camp, circa 1997

Janet,

Lookee here you little person, I'll write you a letter as long as I want with as many words as I want, k? So I just talked to your mom within 10 min. until I would receive your postcard (that dinky little thing) which I may add was 12:33 exactly a few seconds until my favorite time of day. Julie Gilbert cried yesterday you'll find out why later but she's still pouting. Your mom told me to ask you when your performances are (I also want to know) and she wants to know whether or not she & the fam should attend. U stay cool 2 your 'rents. HA. I too can write YM or teen. If you say no & those dates are 7/24-7/27 they may attend my show. By the way the Stari joke was by no means necessary or funny anyways. You know who I still want anyways. (Besides all of them) P.D.B (Hee Hee) I miss you. It's funny. Today I was talking about how I miss you & then I got your letter this afternoon. I'm home alone thank God & both of my parents are unemployd. Needless to say I've been raising other people's kids to expand my wardrobe. It's working. In the meantime I'm thinking about you. You are always right. This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds.

Love,
Ms. Adelaide!

1 comment:

Lee said...

I love this... it doesn't make sense and it almost seems to be written by a mad woman. Oh I suppose it would make sense if I were the recipient, but then it wouldn't be as fun!
Fabulous!