sixsixty

dear readers,
i was just walking back to work and passed by 2 crack hookers on the corner of 16th and capp. one of them was scratching furiously at her pile of lottery scratchers. the other was scratching furiously at her open sores. which one do you think will win first?
come visit me,
kawai

dear gym,
the cute married girl from the tea place called and said she wanted to get a drink. seriously, how could i pass that up. let's reschedule our gym date tonight ok!
thanks,
kawai

dear laundry,
i washed you. i dryed you. i dryed you again cause the fucking dryers in my building are ass suckers!!! this also means you didnt come out warm and fluffy until very late. i promise to fold you when i get home,
together 4ever,
kawai

dear dave_h,
you are always welcomed to spend the night.
don't kiss me please your beard is scruffy,
kawai

dear life,
enough with the lemons ok. trust me, i have enough to make my arnold palmer. i could use some more tea though. how about you throw me some tea for a fucking change.
thanks again,
kawai

dear kawai,
you jackass, see 'dear gym' above.
love,
life

dear words of wisdom (aka dear life part 2),
when life gives you lemons, mix it with 2 parts vodka and you should have a tasty drink right?
i swear i'm drinking alone cause i like to,
kawai

dear kawai,
be strong ok. and don't forget to be one of the good guys. cause there's way too many of the bad.
keep your head up,
words of wisdom