Thursday, April 10, 2008
I hate you. I hate you for being boring. I hate you for being depressing. I hate you for wasting precious reading moments in my life. Mostly, I hate you for being a book that I KNEW sucked by the time I was halfway through, yet I had to finish because I hate leaving things unfinished, even bad books. And then your ending sucked too. So mostly, I hate you for making me see what an anal-retentive person I've become.
Dear Friday Night Knitting Club:
I love you, do you love me? Check yes or no. You are the best book I've read in a long time. You made me laugh; you made me cry - oh how I cried. You took me on vacation. I devoured you because I couldn't get enough, and then regretted it because it was over so soon. And... I SO wish I could knit. It is now on the top of my "list of things to do". Thank you for the two beautiful days we spent together. I will cherish them forever.
Very truly yours,