Monday, August 15, 2005

Dear Travis,

Thanks so much for lunch today. After our oh-so-considerate coworkers decided to sneak off to brunch this morning without informing our apartment, I thought the day was ruined. Then you turned the day around. There is nothing like baked chicken and mushrooms that can heal deep emotional wounds. Thanks again.

Your roomate,

P.S. No Dad, I didn't eat the mushrooms.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Mushrooms? You're eating mushrooms?