Wednesday 3 September 2008

In other words, I have armtwisted the affections of my friends..

You know what makes me feel really good? People who promise to write (not type), especially if they don't particularly like to, but do it anyway because they know how much I love getting mail. (Of course, in one case it was guilt, but it's all the same to me..) What's the point of being 6754 miles away if I don't get snail mail, right?

Extra brownie points for (s)he who promises to write neatly.
(:

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