An email from my dearly distant sister:
"I am reading your book...on chapter 9... hope VA is fun... I am really bored...Martin=NOWHERESVILLE...AHHHHHHHHHHHHH... Have a happy 4th...How was freshman orientation.... I talked to Martha...and kelly...and stefan...and melston...and now you...i don't know why i keep...ing...the wal-mart is the highlight of the town...no hot guys...so no need to worry...do you know who your roommate is yet?...if you get to choose pick someone hot for my sake...it woudl be awesome...marhta is going ot be close by...and that makes me giggle...giggle giggle...i got invited to a frat party...by someone who was hungover...it was funny...g'night....hugs...pickles...love............................................C Meggs"
I cracked up on the "invited to a frat party" part. It's odd, because she's at a camp for the humanity gifted, but still writes an email like that. I think it's just a respect for the medium that has not been instilled into her by thousands of hours of surfing. I guess that speaks louder about me than her, eh?
Wow, I just realized I haven't seen her for almost a month. That's a first. Missing Carrie? This state is going to my head!
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