This started when I posted a status on my FB account, asking desperately for Friday to come in quick and to tag Saturday and Sunday along. The follow up posts from FB friends was hilarious, then I received this note from a friend.
Dear Friday,
I slept on the couch yesterday afternoon in pleasure of the anticipation of your return. It was a bit cold so i made my backwards jacket as my blanket. I think i slept between the re-run of the late show and a cooking demo in the lifestyle network.
I ordered a cold beer for you from the bar last night but you never came so i just drank it. The night was boring. I prepared some clever conversations and since you're not there, i just replayed it in my mind.
Today, i feel a bit tired and my breath somehow still stinks of the beer from last night. I'll wear the same pants and socks as yesterday all for the love of you and the game. Well I guess, it's close enough for some jazz and good enough for rock and roll.
It was only Thursday after all. You didn't miss anything. I only missed you.
Now I'm just glad you're here.
Love,
xxx
And my reply to his email was...
dear mr. xxx,
hi!
too bad that thursday failed to keep you entertained,
but then i'm sure her presence reminded you of my return.
i'm glad to know you misses me
but i'll be here just for one day.
so have the beer ready and our music too,
be it jazz or rock and roll, I wouldn't mind at all.
re-runs, late shows, or cooking demo
i would be happy and content watching it with you.
see you soon.
love,
friday ---
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