the lost christmas missives: cat
My little neon friend, I hope you enjoy your vintage ‘80s Lisa Frank lunch box, which I stole from an eleven year old girl yesterday afternoon at the YMCA. I learned of its provenance as the girl beat me repeatedly with her Hannah Montana umbrella and screamed, “Give me back my vintage 1980s Lisa Frank lunch box, you asshole!” but thankfully I narrowly escaped her brutal onslaught and sobering language. Cat [REDACTED], you seem like a lovely person and I have enjoyed the variously drunken moments we have spent conversing together. Here is to hoping that before the apocalypse of 2012, we will have many exciting adventures together.
