You are cold,
cruel, and heartless. Okay, I'll be reasonable: You are unseasonably
warm, cruel, and heartless. A sore back, three hundred pages of
reading, and a very awkward coffee date remind me that Christmas break
not only softened my middle but molded my brain into a ridgeless lump
and did nothing for my social life. Please be merciful to me.
Love,
A
This guest letter brought to you (a little belatedly -- sorry!) by my dear friend A.
