Please stop with the 50-degree, rainy days. It's May. I want warm and happy and sunny and lovely. I'm on a lovely campus this week and I'd love to frolic about.
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Dear Windshield Wipers,
I would appreciate it if you would move to the beat of the song I'm listening to both more often and for longer periods of time.
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Dear Sneezes,
I take
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Dear Radio Station here in Rochester,
You have to be the most random radio station ever. I heard "Baby's Black Balloon" twice in the last few days, along with RHCP, 1990s Alanis Morrisette, and some other unidentifiable crap. Please play consistently good songs.
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Dear Hotel Restaurant,
Drinks were delicious but I've been reacting all day from the chicken you served me. I would ask that your chefs look into gluten-free dining for the sake of your hotel guests.
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Dear Myself,
It was really stupid of you to eat the chicken that the hotel restaurant served you, especially when the waitress implied that panko breadcrumbs might be okay and then offered you rolls (sidenote: there were no breadcrumbs on my chicken). Let's both hope that the gluten-free menu at tonight's restaurant is reliable.
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Dear TBS,
Family Guy, the Office, and Seinfeld reruns are good. Conan is good. "King of Queens" and anything by Tyler Perry is freaking stupid. Please become cognizant of these facts and offer me programming that does not totally suck.
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Dear Robbie,
I hope you know how happy it makes me when I get random texts from you that say no more than "Mewf!" particularly because I know that texting on your circa-2003 flip phone is an arduous affair. Thank you for brightening my day.
Love,
Caitlin xoxo
