Yes, Olympics, I forget how much we really don't get along. When you aren't around, I miss you like fat kid misses cake.* And when you first arrive I am all over you, giving you the attention I felt you deserved. Who cares if all that is showing is a rerun of some previously aired segment of the snowboard half-pipe competition? I watch it, just
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If Loradona has hurt me, come to me for comfort! I won't reject you! ...at least not this year, since I only watched one night, so I definitely haven't OD'ed... I love you, Olympics!
Love, your faithful Jeanette
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