Dear X:

Dear Caller,

Thank you so much for the birthday wishes, quite the surprise considering I have no idea who you are. You didn't identify yourself and have me stumped as to who that voice belongs to.
Please, if you are from lit (I cant think of anyone else that would do such a thing) please send me a pm letting me know who you are.

Thanks again
C :kiss:
 
Zanagaginde Kelly,

Niin zaagi`iwewin giin inaa dibishkoo niin apan ayaaw. Niin gaawiikaa ishkwaa. Niin gaawiikaa inenjigewin.

~ Cloudy
 
cloudy said:
I would expect some drag-assing around if I was wanting an new car, but I just want something fairly recent that fucking works.

His comment today was along the lines of "We only owe eight payments on that car, and you want to trade it in for five more years of payments?"

Yes, that's exactly what I expect, you dipshit. He makes damn good money. It's not like we can't afford it, and I expect I'll get the car eventually, he's just dragging it out as long as he can.

S'okay. Like I said, I've already placed an ad for the motorcycle in the paper (my name's on the title too), and I can certainly hold out a helluva lot longer in the hostility game than he can.

Already told him to find some other way to get our son back and forth to school. I refuse to drive anymore.

Dear cloudy,

:kiss: :rose: :heart: Somtimes I feel like I should bow down to you since you are extremely awesome. Remind me to give you a call if I ever need ideas;)

xx

chant
 
Don't have anything yet, but was well into the second day of silence and hostile glares, when he said "Want to go down to XXXX and see what they have?"

We looked at Altimas, Maximas, Infinitys, and yes, one Mercedes - C230. Oh, and he liked the Lexus best. :D
 
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cloudy said:
Don't have anything yet, but was well into the second day of silence and hostile glares, when he said "Want to go down to XXXX and see what they have?"

We looked at Altimas, Maximas, Infinitys, and yes, one Mercedes - C230. Oh, and he liked the Lexus best. :D
:D They dont call you warrior for nothing do they darlin :heart:
 
sutherngent985 said:
Looks like you knew just which buttons to push cloudy....congrats :rose:

I'm very good at pretending someone just doesn't exist anymore in my world. ;)
 
cloudy said:
Don't have anything yet, but was well into the second day of silence and hostile glares, when he said "Want to go down to XXXX and see what they have?"

We looked at Altimas, Maximas, Infinitys, and yes, one Mercedes - C230. Oh, and he liked the Lexus best. :D

Woman Power!!
Way to go Skydancer! :nana:
C
 
(unrelated to cloudy's vehicle)

Dear X:

I'm still hurt and angry - more hurt, though. I thought I was past it, but something happened today which brought it all back again. We won't be in contact for a few weeks and I hope I'll have mellowed by then.

Because I really, really want to throw something large and breakable at you.

Really.

A lot.
 
Dear X
Thank you so much for acknowledging, however fleetingly, that we have done a hell of a lot for you in the past 20 odd years. Would've been nice if you'd meant it, instead of using it as a launching pad for the diatribe.

How dare you? You've sat on your arse in that bedroom drinking yourself to oblivion every weekend for months. How is it my fault you've done nothing to turn this stinking flea pit into a decent home? How is training your overindulged damned dog my problem?

Yes, my stuff is stored here. As soon as i have somewhere else to put it, I'll move it. Four months ago you told us you'd put up the shed if we bought it. Guess what? The kit's been sitting on the paddock for three months waiting for you.

Yes I know it's 10 weeks till your girlfriend has the baby. Yes I know you need a decent place for them to live. I've been trying to get you and your equally tardy brother moving ever since she announced her pregnancy.

I can't do this shit alone and I'm damned if I can see that I should have to.
It is not my fault you have 10 weeks to totally repaint and remodel this house. You've had six months and done fuck all with them.

And don't you bloody dare have the unmitigated gall to tell me I shouldn't take my children to the movies on a weekend because there's too much to be done here. It was fucking raining! All the work on my own place is weather dependent in case you'd fucking forgotten. Because we're working in the open. Because someone still hasn't put up the shed for us.

If it was within my power I would have left this vile, decrepit, stinking house months ago. I cannot wait to get out. It is with absolute evil glee I await the permanent arrival of your girlfriend within your midst. She will tell you all the things I've been too polite to while living under your roof. And your days of sitting in bed and drinking all day will most definitely be over.

Oh, and before I go: if you expect to manage at all, you will need to buy a fridge, a washing machine and a lawnmower. We're taking ours. And don't forget to pay the gas bill and get your own internet connection.

Good luck.
 
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Dear 'Favorite Aunt,'

I understand how you stay faithful to your brother, my father, because after all, you are family and for the most part, family shouldn't give up on family. I also understand that because my parents have been divorced almost thirty years, that my mother does not count as 'family' anymore. I understand all of that.
What I do NOT understand is why mum is not considered family enough to be invited to the 'family reunion,' as myself and my sister are, but when it comes time to give presents, she's more family than most of the people you're actually related to.
I'm proud of my older niece for standing up to you, saying 'If granny's not invited, then I'm not coming.' Damn straight, she got that from me. Ain't NOBODY tellin' my baby girl what to do.
Let's see, what else? Oh. There's the whole 'favorite nephew' thing. I was twelve before I got the fact that I was your ONLY nephew. You thought that was cute, didn't you, that I didn't get it before that? Pretty damn funny, huh? I'm sure you'd claim you're the matriarch or whatever, but who is the stable one in the family? Oh, yeah. Me.
I'm only on one marriage, while you've had four. YOUR daughter is the one who went to jail for forging prescriptions because she's addicted to Vicodin. *I* am not the one whose son got a divorce from his wife of nine years because she decided to sleep with a homeless man who gave her crack. *I* am not the one who had their spouse try to sleep with their stepchild after giving her weed, now am I? How fucked up does this family need to be before somebody steps in and puts you all down?
That's right. You. I am no longer part of this family. The only connection I have to the family is my dad, and I can tell that that connection gets a little weaker everyday.
Growing up, you wouldn't have thought that my sister and I would have been to two most solid people in that family. Oh, wait. We were raised by my mother, who ISN'T part of that family. So, take all my uncles and aunts and fucked-up-in-the-head cousins, and kindly fuck off, because if I see you again outside of a funeral of someone that I actually LIKED in that family, it'll be too soon.


Sincerely,

Your Favorite Nephew.

P.S. I am never EVER coming to your God damned family reunion, so fuck off again.

P.P.S. Pap pap should have beaten you with a stick when you were younger.
 
Dear A,

I went out tonight to try to watch the meteor showers. Couldn't really see much cuz of the clouds still lingereing...both in the sky and and in my heart.

I hope the skies are clearer for you tonight than they are for me.

Please have a happy life. I will always love you.

Misty.
 
starrkers said:
Dear X
Thank you so much for acknowledging, however fleetingly, that we have done a hell of a lot for you in the past 20 odd years. Would've been nice if you'd meant it, instead of using it as a launching pad for the diatribe.

How dare you? You've sat on your arse in that bedroom drinking yourself to oblivion every weekend for months. How is it my fault you've done nothing to turn this stinking flea pit into a decent home? How is training your overindulged damned dog my problem?

Yes, my stuff is stored here. As soon as i have somewhere else to put it, I'll move it. Four months ago you told us you'd put up the shed if we bought it. Guess what? The kit's been sitting on the paddock for three months waiting for you.

Yes I know it's 10 weeks till your girlfriend has the baby. Yes I know you need a decent place for them to live. I've been trying to get you and your equally tardy brother moving ever since she announced her pregnancy.

I can't do this shit alone and I'm damned if I can see that I should have to.
It is not my fault you have 10 weeks to totally repaint and remodel this house. You've had six months and done fuck all with them.

And don't you bloody dare have the unmitigated gall to tell me I shouldn't take my children to the movies on a weekend because there's too much to be done here. It was fucking raining! All the work on my own place is weather dependent in case you'd fucking forgotten. Because we're working in the open. Because someone still hasn't put up the shed for us.

If it was within my power I would have left this vile, decrepit, stinking house months ago. I cannot wait to get out. It is with absolute evil glee I await the permanent arrival of your girlfriend within your midst. She will tell you all the things I've been too polite to while living under your roof. And your days of sitting in bed and drinking all day will most definitely be over.

Oh, and before I go: if you expect to manage at all, you will need to buy a fridge, a washing machine and a lawnmower. We're taking ours. And don't forget to pay the gas bill and get your own internet connection.

Good luck.

If the gas is in your name I'd get it changed asap!!!
C :eek:
 
Dear Mr X in Technical Support

Let me say that it appears we speak two different languages here. For that I do apologize. A bit of background here to refresh your memory first.

You did reply two months ago to my initial complaint regarding the monitor that went out. Since it was only six months old, and under warranty, you were happy to take care of it. IF I sent it to you. I did and you sent it back and two weeks ago I began to use it again. A nice flatscreen that takes up so little space too.

So if it's repaired and the first time was a fluke as you said, then WTF am I using this monstrous thing from Fred Flinstone's era that is so heavy I could hardly get it up on the desk? And WTF is your nice little monitor sitting on the floor with a black screen just like WHEN IT WAS TURNED ON?

This morning just before the monitor died completely, I sent you a very nice e-mail with all the information needed for you to review my file. I also told you the monitor was going black and if I turned it off for an hour it would then stay on for about a minute, so I could get your message to you. But could you call me with instructions since I couldn't read any e-mails without a monitor.

This is where the language issues come in. You sent an e-mail just now telling me to call you. AFTER I told you the screen was black.

Could you explain to this computer illiterate person how I was supposed to read your message without a monitor?


Signed

One---Monitor-less---Different-language-speaking---Irate--- Behind-schedule-writer
 
Dear Karan,

What the fuck do you think you're doing? You're wasting your years as they go by... and now you tell me that you haven't done anything significant in life. Guess what bro, having a girlfriend isn't everything. You keep complaining about how you look and how you've never had a girlfriend, but thats it? Is that all you want? You've wasted your past year by failing and re-sitting for your studies, who is gonna finish that for you? You keep complaining how your parents never buy you anything. You need to commit to your duties to get your rights, and you haven't ever taken responsibility of any mistake of yours. I'm not pissed at you, trust me. I'm just thinking what's going on in that mind of your's. Why even after losing so much, you're still lazy? You know all this but still refuse to act to improve it, why? Today when I told you all this, you still took it lightly.

You might be my cousin and my best friend, but I'm not going to let you spoil yourself any more.

I will NOT stand at the side and watch you dig your own grave.

Adi.
 
Dear Universe

Please let this interview go well. Please let me get this job. Please let me catch a break.

Helen.
 
Dear B,

Well...that was...friendly...of you. Im not sure what to say to you, im not sure i want to. Considering the last few times you got in touch- demanding money from me, and how we broke up and what you did to me, i really dont know that i ought to honour you with a reply.

''I noticed you didn't reply to my last attempt at saying hi.''

Well, hell?!

If im honest, im glad things are falling into place for you, but i really dont want to be involved in any way.

I might have kept a few things of 'ours' in order to remember what we had, but that really is the extent of it.

I dont hate you, but im not sure i trust that i wont be manipulated again.

Im sorry B,

but you wont be getting a reply short of rude to this message either.

N.
 
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