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Hello, my name is Mylene.

Screams


Thursday, April 05, 2012
Junior sent me a card. I went out at 9.30am and saw it stuffed in the mail slot. I was bewildered at first- a CARD??! What for, Easter??! And where the hell is his letter??! I ran down the stairs, yanked it out of the mail slot, ran up the stairs, into the house, just in time to see Geraldine pop her head down from her attic bedroom and squeal, "Is it a letter from him!!!" I ripped the damn envelope open, despite the fact that the flap was sealed shut with a piece of tape and I could easily have peeled that off and not destroy it, but I was too impatient.

It was a "Thinking of You" card; long story short, he said his letter would be arriving soon. And because it's Easter weekend, there's no mail on Friday and Monday, so the earliest his letter will arrive will be on Tuesday urrghhh. But at least he bothered to send the card, I'm glad he did that, if not I'd have had a sucky weekend filled with paranoia and worry about why he hasn't written back!

I've said this before and I'll say it again: the waiting sucks:(

Anyway, S sent Geraldine an Easter egg from Butler's! It's got many little chocolate eggs inside, so Geraldine gave Sarah and I two little eggs each.


Yummy chocolate eggs wheeee!:)

Alona said she's sent me the stationery stuffs already, so I can't wait to receive it!:) They're really beautiful. I can't wait to go to Italy to buy more stationery there. And she also sent me pics of new stationery that she bought from Cali, they're effing gorgeous seriously, I can't wait till the next swap.

I'm hooked on Tucker Max, thanks to Junior >:/ Tucker Max's writing is BRILLIANT. It's superficial, satirical, and spot-on- I'm not going to deny that I'm hooked. I'm reading his book "Sloppy Seconds: The Tucker Max Leftovers" because it's free for download on Cloud Reader haha. He's a total asshole, but intelligence is my kind of sexy and Tucker Max has this in heaps and he exploits it as much as his propensity for asshole-ry (lol, is there even such a word), so I'm hooked on now! Wish I could get my hands on some of his other books though, lol.

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