Friday's Letters - I can't think of anything witty to put here

Dear Colder Temps - You think you're gonna stop me from putting on my shoes in the morning to go running, but you're not. Nice try though. While I love my nice warm bed, I also love the feeling I get from getting in a good work out. So there.

Dear Birchbox - Thanks, but no thanks. You really didn't have to send me that key chain for being a loyal subscriber. I do appreciate the coupon code though and plan to use it. I just wish you would've asked me if I wanted the key chain. You could have saved yourself a key chain, packaging and shipping. It's so wasteful.  I'm sure it was some kind of marketing thing, but instead of me thinking you guys are great, I'm just really irritated.

Dear Interwebs - I'm so enjoying learning how to do new things in PhotoShop. If it weren't for you'd I'd never find all these fun tutorials. Who needs to pay for school when I can find all sorts of handy information on the interwebs?

Dear Friends - My birthday is coming up. I'm just saying. Here's my birthday wish list. Or you can make a contribution to my moving fund or send folks over to the issa.ino: handmade shop. Or slip a few lottery scratchers in my bra. I could go for a good brunch, lunch and dinner too. Anything and everything is very much appreciated.

Dear Coworkers - It's me and all you boys for the next week and half. We can laugh and joke and talk about balls and farts, but if you guys pee on the floor or the seat and don't clean it up...I'ma be shitty. I ain't anyone's mama. Yet.

Dear Sweet Tooth and Cravings - Can you knock it off already? I'm trying to do something here. You're not helping. We can have a relationship, but not like this. Y'alls need to pump your breaks if you want to work out. mmmkay?

Dear Other Blog - I know I've been in a funk about posting on you. I'll be back...eventually.

reading - A Storm of Swords by George R.R. Martin