December 9th, 2003

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Dear Santa,

I have been a good boy.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at Jonathan's Christmas party. It was Nate who spiked the punch with too much screwdriver. I can't help it if I drank 32 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like applesauce.

I thought it was funny when I put Jessie's underwear on my head and danced the tootsie pop on the chair while singing `I Love This Bar'. I didn't mean to break Jonathan's vibrator and don't know why Jonathan would sue me for grand larceny.

I don't remember calling Patrick's wife a fabulous cow---even though she looked like one with purple eye shadow and yellow lipstick!

And when I threw up on Zoe's husband's big toe, it was only because I ate too much of that hamburger.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my F-150 through my neighbor's bathroom. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a lousy spider and have me arrested for theft my receiving!

So, I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all exciting and enourmous. And I'm really not to blame for any of this excellent stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and lovely yours,
Fletch (Really a nice boy!)

P.S. It's only 31526 bucks!
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Alex called my cell phone at least a half-dozen times yesterday. She's called twice today. Each time, I just let it ring. I'm trying to sort through some stuff... and instead of us talking about the two of us, every conversation seems to shift to how Jessie controls my life or some other related nonsense.

Last night, I sat down and wrote out bits and pieces of a reply to her... but I'm yet to put them together and send it. My silence hasn't gone unnoticed. Alex sent me an e-mail this morning. I avoided reading it until just now.

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I know me responding in a Live Journal isn't accomplishing anything... I know that resolution can only come with me talking to her. But how can she say that she doesn't know what changed? One day, it was just the two of us. It was three-hour phone calls into the wee hours of the morning... and her trips up here... and some really magical moments. And, then, I couldn't go to her party because I was on trip with Jessie that had been planned for MONTHS. I think it's obvious what happened.

I'm curious as to what this renewed magic between Alex & I is all about. I want to explore it and find out... But I'm not willing to toss aside my best friend of seven years to do that. Some of the friends that she has been getting advice from suggest that I have to choose between Alex & Jessie. Alex doesn't want that... Because things won't turn out in her favor. You don't get rid of good friends because someone wants to have you all to themselves. It just doesn't work that way.
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