Dear Sundays,
Soon I won't have to work through you anymore. You'll be mine again!
Dear Magic trade show,
It kinda stinks that you're held on Valentine's Day every single year. I miss my love.
Dear Nicaragua,
I'm super-excited to visit you and surf your waves.
Dear Bloomingdales,
Thank you for providing me with a $70 dressy wedding outfit, complete with cardigan and shoes.
Dear 2011,
You rock! Just heard lovely Meg and Brian are expecting. Hello, BEST YEAR EVER.
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