7.11.06

Category: dribblings

dear jimmy,

are you tired of florida yet? i miss you. i don’t know what to do with out you. i mean, i do…because it would be weird if i didn’t…but it’s the little things really, that i don’t do for just myself…for instance: dinner.
without you i can’t seem to eat a proper dinner. on monday evening i had apple crisp for dinner. on tuesday i had spaghetti o’s…cold….straight out of the can and apple crisp. please come home soon. i’ve got one can of spaghetti o’s left and one can of fried apples that i’ve had to talk myself out of opening ever since i bought them. i mean, i wanted to open them on the way home from the store. i want to open them now. but 10:45pm is not the time for fried apples.
i’m doomed. 

the only reason i didn’t die from apple poisoning over the weekend is that the nooges and mom and dad fed me. and let me just say, they are all wonderful people who cook wonderful things, but…they have a severe lack of apples in their dinners.

tomorrow i’m going to try a new recipe. it’s fried apples and Special K with a tiny bit of milk. i know! sounds pretty good, doesn’t it? i’m very excited.

HELP ME. I’VE BECOME A DANGER TO MYSELF.

love,

jaimie

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