Here and there I spend a lot of time reading other peoples blogs, not because I really enjoy them (well I enjoy a few), but mostly to make sure no one is stealing my Genius wit (aka. my amazing humour and my great puns!) Cause then I’d have to kick some serious something-something, and although that would make for some great blog posts, it wouldn’t make for such a great police record.
One of my fellow bloggers and twitter friends has an installment on her site, which are letters to her future husband.
That’s not what I’m going to do here (that would be stealing….sorta). As much as I love the idea of writing stuff down and putting it out there in the world, the letter I want to write will indeed be read by it’s intended recipient.
SIDEBAR: My one and only letter to a future husband would read something like this: Wow, you aren’t a douche bag, which is kind of nice. Ring size 6.
This letter is meant for YOU. Yup, you !
Dear my lovely, messed up, crazy bunch of readers,
I was thinking about you today, as I was gasping for breath at the gym. You see my friend ‘Babs’ is always yelling at me when we go out about how there are certain stories I have not shared with you.(‘Babs’ doesn’t really yell, but the conversations comes up once we are sauced, thus, she speaks about 3 octaves above her normal voice.)
Since I don’t know your ring size as a collective, I thought I would give you this promise ‘letter’. Feel free to print it out and wrap it around your finger, and think pleasant thoughts about me!
I, Lost Plum, promise to provide you with more blog posts that fall under the ‘a long-long time ago!’ category, and bring some stories out the closet. ~L.P
GOAL: I’ll try to keep the humour on the down low because I keep getting comments, emails, and twitter messages about people reading and spitting up all over their screens. I feel bad about the possibility of wrecking others computers.
FACT: Mama plum always says “yeah but EVERYONE has a blog, that’s nothing special!” So using the term ‘a fellow blogger’ is something she wouldn’t approve of, because I might as well say a fellow human being.