Friday, May 16, 2008

Dear Christopher Callahan,

I'm sorry i didn't send you the book, but you know how it is ..life in the big city just don't have any time with all the random coke binges, hipster bar hopping , and random sex capades it's just hard to keep up with "real life". The book had nothing to do with moving on BTW, or whatever you thought it had to do with . It was called "the paradox of choice" and since you always tune out when i speak to you for longer than five minutes i definitely don't expect you to remember the synopsis i gave you about the book , and nor am i going to repeat myself just google that shit. I'm not going to lie, I doubt that you can write a book on any subject especially about moving on since what the hell would you be moving on from? you are not the next doctor phil and i think for that we both should be thankful. You might be wondering why the hell am i dedicating an entry to you ( and you are probably also thinking your hot shit because of it , which your not nobody reads this anyways) well since you deleted your myspace (scene-space) and are never online i didn't really want to go completely out of my way and call you to let you know the book will come eventually and there is no need to wait by the mailbox. I mean this snail mail was suppose to go both ways...where is that zine you promised me? uh huh , thought so! anyways im going down to la next week for 6 days , drive down and make an appearance we will hit up some bars or do something equally as pathetic.
hope your doing well,

mel

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