Wait! They don't love you like I love you.
Hello, how are things? I have been busy with this and that. Nothing especially significant. I watched my grandma's arm fat swing like heavy washing in the wind the other day. Can't care for body image anymore. The "perfect body" is overrated. We don't need it. We don't need it like we need Love.Oh, it'll be Halloween soon! Lisa invited me to join her on a guided ghost tour. I had to reject. Ghost tours aren't really my kind of thing. The tour was going to be guided by some kid named Adam Michaels by birth. (Self- proclaimed hottie and qualified ghost buster.) He goes by the name Lloyd now, and he'll only respond to Lloyd. I'm so serious. The few times I accidentally called him Adam, he stared at me like as though he was trying to steal my soul. Americans........ They're so hard to understand. (Ahah, I'm not sure if he's even American.)
I think I'll make a pumpkin frittata this Halloween. Although you know, I might get lazy; Besides, I have other plans for my Halloween dinner. Plans that involve lamb.
Anyway, get your hands on the MSTRKRFT remix of Metric's Monster Hospital, if you haven't already. It will blow your brains out. Wow whee wah!
Write soon. Stay gold, so much love.