First off, Merry Christmas, crazystalkergirl.
Second, the socks did fit. I was relieved you bought XL ones instead of going down a size. For future reference… and not that you need to buy me anything again… I wear a size 12 in shoes. I’m sixfoottwo.
I cancelled my Myspace account a while back, but if you’d friended me, I would haveacceptedit.
So you know… I readThe Alchemistsince I wrote you last. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind, but I let a friend of mine borrow it already. I started that Darkness something book you sent last night… the title is long and I can’t think of it. At the rate I’m going, I’ll be done with all the books you sent in twoweeks.
Where did your brother and his bf meet? I don’t know how he managed to keep it a secret for that long, but it had to be tough. Can’t say I blame him though. There’s an equal amount who would andwouldn’tcare.
Does your mom boss everyone around? Even herhusband?
There is a difference between a white lie and a being-an-asshole lie. I’ll give you that. And I can only trust some of my friends because once somebody screws you over once, there’s always the chance they’ll do itagain.
Talking about lies, I’ll tell you I wanted to be an asshole and lie to you, but I’ll tell you the truth. When I was younger… and dumber… I cheated on a couple of girlfriends. It’s been at least ten years since then. I’m not that same person. I was ateenager.
I don’t think I’ll ever believe you about that guy being “nice,” but whatever floats your boat, Rube. I’ll judge silently… and out of our judge-free zone. Just saying, I still think if he’d really cared about you, he would have said something to let youmoveon.
What? It’s the truth. Most bad decisions involve bars. Take it from me. I’m glad you know that. I’ve picked up women at them before… and parties. Don’t do that. Don’t trust anyone who would do that to youeither.
All right maybe that was dark, but half of marriages end in divorce. At least a girlfriend can’t take half your moneyandkids.
^^^ Just because I’ve had a shit streak doesn’t meanyouwill.
Sylvester is cute. He’s browner than I figuredhe’dbe.
Here’s a picture of the puppy. I don’t have a camera, but a PFC… private first class… with me has one. The pup’s already gained some weight since we found her... it was a her, not a him like we thought. We namedherAx.
That blows about your sister. Is shebummed?
Merry Christmas again. Tell me how it goes with the fam and if you got “special”brownies.
-Aaron
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From:[email protected]
Date: December 25, 2008 5:05a.m.
Subject: Happy Birthday toJesus
Merry Christmas,soldierboy. :)
I’m glad I did go with the XL ones. Something told me you weren’t short. I could only hope my sixth sense was right. Worst case, I figured it would be better for them to be too big than toosmall.
Why did you cancel your Myspace account? I hardly ever get on mine anymore, but I have it. Now I usually just get onFacebook.
What did you think aboutThe Alchemist? I hope you loveThe Left Hand of Darkness. It gave me a giant hangover. I’ll have to send you more books in the future. And you’re right, I couldn’t care less that you share them. They’re yours. Spread thegoodness.
Depending on the secret, I usually can’t keep one for longer than a day before I have to tell someone. It depends. I agree though, how he managed to not let it slip is beyond me. He and his boyfriend met at a bar one night. They’re probably the only relationship I know of that started that way and they’ve managed to last. I think it helps that his boyfriend is ten years older. He’s got his life together and doesn’t let my brother get away with his usual crap, AKA blowing up over things and then not wanting to talkaboutthem.
My mom is super bossy. I think her husband likes it though. Let me go throw up in my mouthnow.Lol.
I don’t want to be a hypocrite, I told another lie today. Jasmine, my little sister, asked if I could see through her dress and I told her no. But I could see her underwear right through it. That’s what she gets for the pepper incident a few months ago. Remember I told you about that? Noregrets.
Wait a second. I feel like maybe I’m missing something here. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to, but what has someone done to you in the past to make you not trust them, and why are you still friends with them evenafterthat?
