Dear FutureMe,
It's 2006...I'm in my new office at City Hall...at 8:55 a.m. in the morning. Spent the last week moving office equipment and computers down the hall. (My dark, cool, comfy office was commandeered by Jacqulyn.) Now, I am in a sweaty, bright room with an Accountant. Ugh.
Hopefully you are reading this...and hopefully you are still gainfully employed. I'd hate to think that you made some bad choices and ended up on skid row.
Last night, Tedster came over to the house on Lincoln Circle...and so did Scotty and Steve. Jen and I sat and chatted over beers and I paid Tedster for the Bosch door that he painted and I re-painted.
Jen is scaring me...by the time you're reading this, I'm sure something bad has happened with her. I only wonder...
I wonder if you have hair...if you do...I'll bet it's thinned out quite a bit. (Right now, my hair is still long...but being in public is almost painful with people gawking and making comments.) Big deal! A guy with long hair...get over it.
Jen's 21 yr. old son, Jimmy, recently threatened to move back in, sending me and Jen into a major fight and she's been treating me like crap. Tina has been a problem too...and my temper is starting to flare.
Let's see...as far as world events go, the hurricanes from last year (Katrina, Wilma, etc. etc.) was the big recent news. Our mortgage shot up from 1400 to 2000 (geesh!) and hopefully we'll still have a house after 10 more years of strengthening hurricane seasons. (Tampa Bay is due for a direct hit...I just know it.)
Dad is still alive now. He's been on shaking ground for some time. On Monday we went to the bank so he could put me on his account. He offered to give me his Sears card so I could get some new tires/brakes on the Mustang.
Remember Bebe the white cat with one green and one blue eye? I hope he is still there with you...such a clown, that cat. He was waiting for me to get out of the shower -- as usual -- this morning so we could do our singing routine.
Okay, that's all for now...you big lug. (BTW, I am a skinny, skinny, 155 lbs right now...) Hopefully, you have beefed up a few pounds with that slowing metabolism and all...
Aufweidersehen!
Diddy
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