Dear today, thank you for being sunny and optimistic. I feel much better and refreshed, even after a lame weekend. Love, Julie

Dear Julie,

Dear Julie,
I love you. I love Mondays, when you come back and I get to rest. I love the stories about your weekend. I love that you hit on that guy with the nice "big truck". I love that you eat so healthy. I really rubs off on our family, and not just on the nights that you cook. I love that you drive the kids and often me to doctor appointments.
I'm going to miss you when you leave. Are you sure you have to leave? Have lots of fun :)
Love,
Rachel

Dear coffee at the dentist, you are perfect. And free. Thank you. Love, Julie

Dear fate that would leave the only 2 elementary aged kids in this theater that somehow got into a pg13 movie, sitting next to me, SUCK IT. Love, Julie

Dear everyone here. Please die. Love julie.

(2/2) coffee in the morning. Suspectiog i will keep updates due to above boredom setting in. Love, julie

(1/2) Dear next 4.5 hours, i hope you are not too painful seeing as i will be sitting the whole time waiting for and then watching Transformers 2. I predict

Dear cute guy at the bank, thank you for waiting and opening the door for me, very sweet! You make me smile. Love, Julie

(4/4) actually not.-julie (who is going 10 in a 60 and not happy about it)

(3/4) SpEED UP! For the love of all things, i could have taken the back way had i known ALL of you would be lame-os. suck it washington drivers, love, but

(2/4) before. With that logic i understand why we are going 15, if it was acidic i would be concerned too! BuT, let my veteran 20.5 years tell you, ITS NOT.

(1/4) Dear washington drivers, you all suck. I do recognize the number of dry days we had following today, but you act as if youve never seen the wet stuff

Dear odd looking target worker who talks to herself and moves one cart at a time from the cart pickup area, i my team you. Love, julie

Dear julie, I love you. Thanks for starting the dishwasher early. Its not hot now! Looky julie, I'm doing the silverware! Love, Katelyn

Dear julie, I love you. Thanks for starting the dishwasher early. Its not hot now! Looky julie, I'm doing the silverware! Love, Katelyn

Dear Julie,

You are worth more than a thousand coffee makers! Glad I could give you a bit of happiness today...you sure have given me many, many days of it :)
Oh, and that guy with the mustache? I posted his photo in my other blog. You can steal it from there.
Love,
Rachel
Shhh,,,don't tell that I liked the smell of coffee brewing :)

Dear Rachel,

I'm not sure if I can put into words the thanks I owe you for the amazingness you bought for my 'birthday' :P. My delicious drink is now freezing (already delicious but cold sounded better). THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! -no obsession here...shhhh-

Love,
Julie

Dear Pandora,

With a little love and a bit more dedication, you have become a wonderful mix of music I enjoy, and new songs to like. Thank you for getting the hang of what I like (through persistant 'yes I like this song, this song is similar but is super lame, no I don't like you' clicking). Well done.

You make me happy, and my days easier, and more enjoyable. Thanks!

Love,
Julie

(2/2) Yummy and less expensive lunch. Love, julie

(1/2) Miso happy hour, you are one of the top 5 things ever invented. Why didnt i know about you sooner? You are delicious and free from 11-4, thank you for a

how I got home so soon! Love, Rachel

Dear my nurse today, you made me so happy, I love my iv, it was my best yet. Loved the joke..i grabbed dads bum, dads bum went boom, I went zoom, that's

Dear wipe out on tv, we love you. you've given is the best laughs of our week, or month! Laughing and loving, Rachel and grant

Dear cute safeway guy, i think we had a moment. You make me smile. Love, julie

Dear Wendy's New Frosty Ad,

Dear Wendy's New Frosty Ad,

I hate you. I thought the begining was funny, with the twirling workers. But then, oh then, you took your fake boy band and ruined it.
You also took your frosty and ruined it. Add coffee AND toffee? You going to pay for my filling? Any why coffee? NASTY! And toffee? HARD WHEN FROZEN! Maybe it was just cause of the rhyming.
Anyway, I hated your add.
I felt like my eyes had been raped.
I can never eat you again, sweet sweet Wendy's frosty, with hot fries to dip, now that you have ruined your image with that tv add.
Gross!

Love,
Rachel

Dear Julie,

Dear Julie,
Thanks for making me feel comfortable with Fuck You. It feels great to say it. Too great. I said it too much in my other blog. And we are both fucked for the photos you took of me looking "thoughtful". I just got a call from my inlaws, who got a call from their aunt, who called their cousin, asking what was being done about me being suicidal.
For once someone knew i was suicidal before I did! Wait, I'm still waiting to feel that....hmmm...not there!
Because of the photos, with my anger doctor writing, it was proof enough that I was going to kill myself.
Oh, Julie, you almost lost your job over this, because they asked if someone needed to take the kids to help us, that they could do it for the summer.
I said, nah, we have Julie! Phew, you have a job!
So no more sad photos.
Only naked photos, cause those are always happy!
Love,
Rachel
(Mom, i will stop cursing when God ends his curse on me)

(3/3) move out but cant. Lame. Love..... julie

(2/3) points are useless....its too hot, on top of a snoring dog, messy roommates i clean up after, after working and then babysitting, to sleep. I want to

(1/3) Dear phone who posted earlier than it should have, you ruine my attempt to cover my seething anger with dull wit. You suck. I hate you. Now both of my

Dear peoples communal hygeine habits, i hate you. All of you, you are lazy and disrespectful and need a beating.

Dear morning routine,

I have wanted to start you since Monday...now it's Thursday and you have not come up yet....motivation for the win. Why won't you get me up at 6? Morning routine...you have no friends, and no body likes you...but I will give in, starting tonight.

just keep in mind I don't like you.

Love,
Julie

Dear apartment, in no way is 79 degrees an acceptable number for you to be. You make me hot, but in a yucky way. Suck it. Love, Julie