Dear X:

RedHairedandFriendly said:
Dear Hole in my Stomach,

I DON'T LIKE YOU! You hurt and you're annoying and you make me feel yucky. *sigh*

Dear Doctor who ignored me,

I TOLD you to put me on an antibiotic!

Dear Whomever made the decision to make me wait 2 days before opening up the infection site,

IDIOT!

Dear Doctor who is putting me back together again,

Thank you. :rose:
*hugs* :rose: :kiss:
 
Dear N & L,
:kiss:
Thanks for the non-stop support.

You two are wonderful. :rose:

C
 
CarolinaHeat said:
Dear N & L,
:kiss:
Thanks for the non-stop support.

You two are wonderful. :rose:

C
Dear Caro,

You're welcome, sweets. I just hope I didn't scare you off when I got all bossy. ;)

Dino.
 
Dear GM,

First I was a big fan of your cars. I've owned 3 of them. First I was irritated to find out that the perfectly wonderful EV1 system was poorly handled and what could have been a great boon to American highways was killed for rather poor choices at a corporate level. Fine, you need to make money I can handle that but I still think you should have stuck with it.

But now, my Oldsmobile is starting to fall apart, and the mechanics are saying "yeah that happens alot with the GM's at 150K." Can you not even make a decent long lasting gas burning that will stay road worthy without costing thousands yearly in repairs?

You may never miss my small purchase, but I will never miss any of you rattle trap pieces of crap ever.

Fuck you GM.
 
Dear SweetWitch,


[size=+4]I LOVE YOU![/size]​

Marsh

(I promised her that for my 100th post, I would let the world know that.)
 
Dear Dickless Wonder,

I am currently reading a book called

'how to get away with the murder of your GF's imbecile of a boss in over 100 ways'

:mad:

~~~

P, i swear, if you go into work tomorrow i'll be so p'd off.
 
And this goes for you too, bathroom sink...

Memo to my kitchen sink:

Left means hot, right means cold.
I'm failing to understand why your duties as my Official Kitchen Sink are being shirked in such an insolent manner.
Do you need some remedial lessons on just how to be a sink?

Signed,

The Person Who Pays the Bills
 
Dear Cousin,

Apparently you think I'm some kind of slave for you? How dare you dump on me a 9-Word-page contract and ask me to translate it to you in one day? I have a job, I have a life and I have a patient to take care of. And I won't even get paid for this. God forgive me if I ever come across the thoughts of purchasing a ticket to Vietnam to strangle you. Either that or sending a nuke to your house. :mad:

Your loving but pissed off little cousin,

Dino.
 
Dear soon to be ex-employee,

Apparently just because I'm nice, you assumed I was also weak. This just proves that your skills at perception are just as poor as your work ethic. Coming into work after a four day absence and attempting to begin an argument with me, is not the most intelligent manner in which you could have handled things. Trying to take the moral high ground when it is implicitly clear that you possess no morals at all was not effective either.

The subsequent disciplinary action for your insubordinate behavior was, in my opinion, more than generous. The only reason you still have a job, is because I'm waiting for you to drive the final nail in your own coffin.

That little parting jibe about not being able to wait until you can sit on your ass and draw unemployment was especially delightful. You must not realize that I have enough documentation to keep you from getting a dime.


Enjoy your four hours a week. I've already hired your replacement, and he can have the forty hours a week that you were to lazy to work.

I really expected better out of a grown man, with grown children, but I shouldn't have. What kind of social bottom feeder refuses to contribute to the household expenses, allowing his wife to carry the entire burden of supporting a family of four, and then berates her because his laundry isn't done?


My condolences to your poor family for having to live with you. I feel no regret in taking absolute delight that I won't have to deal with you much longer.

Sincerly,


Your red-headed boss.
 
MarshAlien said:
Dear SweetWitch,


[size=+4]I LOVE YOU![/size]​

Marsh

(I promised her that for my 100th post, I would let the world know that.)

Dammit! Now what am I supposed to do with this poisonous potion I brewed just for you. Crap. I wanted to turn you into a slug but now I have that warm fuzzy feeling inside.

No, wait. That's heartburn.
 
Dear Red

I hope that you are well on the way to recovery soon, and I look forward to seeing you here again. :rose:
 
Dear Colly

It still hurts, a year later. But we can't forget you and we won't. I didn't know you long, but it was long enough to miss what you were to all of us. :rose:
 
Dear Muse

Stop tormenting me with the ADHD/inspiration issues, please already!
 
Dear you know who

The pain and hurt are mutual. I just wish that you'd remember that, before you start blaming me for the breakdown of our friendship. You chose to cut me out of your life, not vice versa. I just couldn't give you what you wanted. I never expected you to be happy, but I thought that you could handle it as a friend. I guess that was too much to expect from you.
 
Dear P,

I will never ever cease to be overcome by just how damn sohni tum aur tumhari awaz hain jaab tum neend mein ho.

Pyaar

x
 
Dear Karma,

once again you suck.
I need a fucking break here, okay?
I'll sell a fucking kidney if I have to, just please give me some slack?

Abs.
 
Dear __________
You seem to have forgotten who has been suppourting you all this fucking time.

I didn't realize what's mine is ours and what's yours is yours.

But you still want me to prop your self-esteem up constantly and tell you how perfect you are.

I'm very tired. And sad.

I need a vacation - a REAL one this time.
 
Dear Sis:

I'm fully aware your best friend is in a bad situation. I feel for you, she is an aquaintance of mine, and I am worried about her. But let me fill you in on something:

- My best friend is DYING. Not going through a few problems, actually, physically dying. And you don't know.
- My fiance has a serious illness, and an unrelated condition which means he has to go in for painful, invasive surgery again.
- My own mental health is shot to peices. I also have several tests and scans coming up in the next few months.

You sitting there and bitching about what has been going on with K, after I have spent most of the afternoon crying my eyes out and when I am CLEARLY not in a good mental place? Not cool.

I understand you need to talk what is going on through, but for christ sakes, pick someone else, I have enough to deal with as it is. I don't bitch at you about what's going on with me, I stopped doing that a long time ago.
 
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Dear AH before I left:
I miss you. I miss coming on here and feeling at home. I miss that I was always encouraged and always embraced. mind you, I still love the AH, my passion for it has waned and I mainly post when those I know well are on; those from the "good ole days."
My dearest friends and even some that I would say are family don't seem to be around as much...I miss your wisdom and perspective. I miss your love and I miss being there for you as you were always there for me. (you know who you are)
I miss the Old Abstrusions even though the new is fun, there was a depth and a bond I had. Maybe I am just not trying hard enough. Regardless, there it is. I am not leaving, but I miss you and I feel an ache for what you used to be.
Dar~
 
Dear self,

Next time put sun block on dumbass

Sincerely,
Myself
 
Dear X,

Not calling or writing in 5 days is considered very poor long-distance relationship etiquette. However, just know I won't write this time; I don't make it a habit to beg. I hope you're having fun, but I warn you I'm too old fro games.

Sincerely,
Cerise
 
Hey Sis,

I got your E-Mail this morning asking me to take in your son once again. I hate to tell you this but I'm not going to do it.

You seem to forget that I don't forget. I know all about his criminal record. (Hell I even know about his latest arrest.)

What you forget is something I told you a long time ago. I don't do well with his type of stupidity.

Down here with his rascist mentality he would be shot and I am not willing to deal with the guilt you would try to place on me. In other words Sis, deal with your problem child yourself.

Cat
 
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