A Few Letters.

Dear Netflix –

I wish my free trial subscription would go on forever and ever. I am just too cheap to pay for you.

Thanks,
The cheapest girl ever girl who prefers Target to Netflix.

Dear Public Library –

Thank you for being you and providing me with endless great books and movies.

Mwah,
A satisfied customer

Dear November –

I feel like you just started. What’s up with it being the ninth already? SLOW DOWN.

– An anti-winter enthusiast.

Dear NaBloPoMo –

This isn’t too bad, but I hate barely having enough time to check my friends’ blogs and their awesome writing.

– A Drained Blogger.

Dear Husband –

Thank you for being patient with my blogging. Even when I say, “Just got home but I have to write a blog post!” and make you go read a book instead of talking to me.

– Your Wife.

Dear Self –

That previous letter is a sign that you need to get your priorities in order. Stat. Your husband is quite adorable – pay attention to him.

Love,
Your Biggest Fan.

Dear Ohio State University-

You are so big you scare me. And so vehemently anti-the-entire-STATE-of-Michigan it makes me want to poke you in the eyeball.

– Just because I’m from Ohio doesn’t mean I have to love you. Or put that “The” in front your name.

Dear Future –

If you could arrange for me to get my graphic design degree while working part time at Starbucks, that’d make me happy.

High hopes,
Ashley

PS: Also – expect a nose piercing if you get me out of the professional world.

Dear Friends and Family –

Please don’t judge my ambitions or cluck your tongue at me wanting to work at Starbucks.

– Wanna-Be Hippie-Slash-Free Spirit.

Dear Starbucks –

I love you. Give me free lattes and great benefits.

– An Obsessed Future Employee.

Dear Weekend –

I beg you, please don’t leave me.

– Ashley