Tuesday, 1 December 2009

The fruit bowl

Dear DR,

Our twalk was delightful…there were some pretty hot guys in the supermarché too. Although weren’t his trousers too short? Hence no business card transferral. Ah well, the week is young…

The Kiwi Fruit is so in lurrrrrve, and not with his gf. I can’t believe he’s dumped his fruit salad for you…and yes you did have something to do with I’m guessing by the volume of text messages you are receiving. I can hear your crackberry beeping every 5 seconds from my desk.

I need to pick my own fruit from the fruit bowl, maybe an orange or apple… let’s start simple. My options are too limited at the moment. There’s A) Speed dating army guy (SDAG) who is cute but short, nice but rather preoccupied with warfare or B) My balding work ‘love’ interest after the Chief fiasco

Hmmm, who to pick…

PP x

Ps. ‘Le Sigh’ is so Q2…move on DR

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