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Dear The Bachelor, I'm so happy that my guilty pleasure has finally returned. I think the best part of this new season is the women's professions (not that I'm to talk since I'm the one unemployed, but still): jumbotron operator, professional organizer, cruise ship entertainer?
Dear Lengthy List of Restaurants I Need To Eat At In San Francisco, I can't wait to cross one or two of you off this weekend!
Dear Kaylyn, Thank you for my amazing socks! We really would be friends in real life.
Dear Bar Method, As much as I complain that I can't walk normally after class (for several days), I really do love you. You're whipping me into shape.
Dear Bear Republic Brewing Company, Thanks to a reader's recommendation, I'm dying to pay you a visit. Racer 5 from the source? Yes please!
Dear Companies I Want To Work For, (insert witty comment about hiring me here).
Dear New Dress, I just can't wait to waltz around the city in you.
Dear Dallas, Texas, I will see you in February!
Dear Quote Above, I need to start believing you.