Crazy Ladies!

Dear Pita,

"Crazy Ladies! Late night snackin'..." I just felt it appropriate to refer to such a quote on such an entry as this...Ah, moving on.

I am up quite late doing homework that I just remembered was due tomorrow, or so I think, but I can't afford to procrastinate, so I am only left to assume. You know what happens when you assume...

I kid, but you know what I mean. I hate this "not having my phone" thing because of grades, even though I guess I deserve it, but it's really not Kris's fault that my grades are low. Some is in part to the teachers, who in their own laziness have no updated my grades. The other is in part that I myself am a procrastinator and sometimes I just...don't want to do my homework. I know it's terrible and it won't help me at all in the long run, as I need to build up a good work ethic in order to actually get a REAL MAN JOB, since I am a man of course..(The manliest man you will ever know!!!!!) Not really, I just like pretending to be manly. It's like some sort of achievement I guess...to be called manly.

I'm sorry I'm getting off subject. Anyway, so, though I obviously do not have enough time to read a whole book in one day, at least not one off that fancy shmancy pantaloons reading list, so I have been reduced to SparkNotes. Personally, I would have used SparkNotes anyway, though it is pretty silly of me, as I should be intelligent enough to actually read a book...Alas, this is the prime of my laziness and procrastination.

So, after opening many tabs of SparkNotes with the necessary information, I came across the other wonderful half of SparkNotes...The distracting side. I read lots of guides and articles, everything from relationships to naming fictional characters. And now, here I am, nearly the next day and I still have yet to get started. I don't even have a visual aid!! How terrible. The Willie is going to kill me, now I hope you understand that.

What a terrible Sunday, and I thought yesterday was bad. It is raining here, I don't know if you know that, or if it's raining over there. Mojo (to people who may or may not be reading this, he is our Jack Russell, named after Mojo Jojo <3 ) is shivering next to me in my small double bed. He's also panting like heck, I don't know why, but I just hope the rain lets up. Poor thing won't be able to sleep very much if he's so nervous, getting his dog hair all over me. I don't mind it though, since it gives me something to cuddle other that Mr. Fluffernuffer, my enormous stuffed rabbit...and it will tide me over until I can talk to Kris again.

Oh! This paragraph in itself is a special edit, as I did not realize that you had written back! What a delight indeed, I do believe my day is brighter now (no pun intended). I thank you for your wonderful advice in love, and I must say that you would be a great writer at SparkNotes. In answer to your concern, since you already kind of call me "Mon" I would only suggest that you would call her by her given name. Or you can call me "sibling" or "Mr. President" (ah, why do I amuse myself?) But no matter what you call her, she will always be your roommate, and I, your sister, and we shall both have the most amazing and recently overused name ever...in my opinion. I have yet to meet her, but from what I've seen she is beautiful, sweet, and talented! I can't wait to have a super special awesome party of some sort that she could come to.

I apologize for the length, but I hope you have a great week back at school! I'll write later.

Love,
Monchan

P.S. I hate to prod you with my Grammar Police instincts, but, my dear Pita, you have spelled "pursuit" incorrectly within your title. I just wanted to inform you. Carry on!