I've only been up for three hours, and I'm already exhausted.
I just finished going through a bunch of junk in the storage building. I had a few more things to take out there, and had a mess in there to clean up.
A few days ago, I went to the building to get a few things (I had pieced an old computer together to serve as a karaoke machine - a project I had been wanting to do for Diana for about three years now), and found that the leaking roof had damaged all the boxes, and was starting to effect the equipment I had stored in there. So, I went through it all, repacked the good junk and tossed the junk-junk and garbage.
I'm tired.
So, now I'm taking a break, and cooling back down before I start into the regular housework.
I did find something pretty cool amongst the thousands of random pieces of paper (old bills, bank statements, etc. - I'm glad that Jeremy and Shandra gave us that old shredder!) - I found an old letter from Diana.
I don't know when exactly she had wrote it, but I do know that the stamp was cancelled on 22 AUG 1998, and I received it on the 25th (I marked it with the date).
What the heck - wanna read it? Here you go:
Jeremy,
Hey! After I got off (Oh baby! Let your mind go to the gutter here) the phone with you I decided to write you. Don't ask me why... I don't know what is going on here in my life... It's like I'm running around like a zombie. I guess sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock to when I was still in school. I loved being able to do whatever I wanted when I wanted to. I got here and all these restrictions were put upon my life. It's partly my fault becasue I was the one who decided to leave but the thought of being stuck in Cynthiana the rest of my life just didn't appeal to me. (Not as much as you do)(LOL) It was always fun messing with your mind. You seemed to enjoy it more than I do. I could always imagine you naked? (Not very hard fro me to do my mind is vivid) Or maybe you could do likewise? (Sorry! Just had to throw that one in...) Hey maybe when I come back we'll finish what we started. (Only if you want to?) There is one thing I really miss about you. The way you could always make me laugh when I felt bad. I guess I'm home sick. I really miss being able to just be silly with my friends. (Like at Shandra's parties) But enough about that... You having fun goofing off your senior year??? Just cherish every minute of it. You'll want it all back when you get out. Maybe when you get out we'll start our own prostitution ring (You can be my pimp!) Don't ask where that came from... My mind is everywhere now. Well words on my end are running low. If you find some time maybe you can wrtie me a long kinky sexual letter. If not call my 900 number (Just kidding) Gotta go for now.
Yours truly,
Diana
P.S. Please write me back!
Aww... wasn't that sweet?
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