I guess now it's true

[saintmari]

Dear John (Yau),

I lost your poem. It's gone.
(For real, for real.)

Yours truly,
Marian

Comments

[leeofcuttyhunk]

No pessimistic. We are so behind on catching up. How I wish I was going home to Miami for the holidays... North Carolina is stupid.

[saintmari]

Oh, I know! I know! I miss you sooooo much. Really, I think I'll have to move to the New York so we can do New Yorkian things together, wait, more importantly, so we can just be together. Miss you like crazy. xoxo

[photogrl017]

lets go! my bags are packed.

[saintmari]

Rough draft of email to Gale:

Dear Gale;

What's shakin'? The other day I'm pretty sure I saw V.H. Wildman's brother in the BabyGap buying baby shoes. Also, do you think you have a copy of my final project John Yau poem that I wrote 30 minutes before it was due in the CIT computer cluster? If so, would you please make a photocopy and forward it to m in the jungles of Miami? Thanks!

Hugs and kisses,
Marian

[saintmari]

Gale wouldst say: "Marmosets, hmm? There was once a marmoset artist collective in Singapore which, in addition to raising orphan marmosets in socialist and polyarmorist environment, was known for writing month-long rengas which they then sold for money on the black markets. Silly marmosets."