July 31, 2006

Dear Girl Who I Live Through Vicariously As You Play On The Internet,

So, my creepy ways and occasional contributions to sudoku don’t help
you out? That is OK…because one day we will be sudoku
champions…together.

Love,
Scott

Dear Unforgiving Jeans,

Would it help if I went to confession?

Love,
Sarah

Dear Inbox,

I wish you were more exciting.

Love,
Marie

Dear Unsorted Mail,

I'm sick of thinking in letter form...You make me get on my OWN nerves.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Paul Walker,

If we were to ever have sex, I'd need to put a paper bag over your acting.

Love,
Casey

July 30, 2006

Dear Febreeze Bathroom Spray,

Forget what Dr. Phil says. You are the secret to successful relationships.

Love,
Marie

Dear Chik-Fil-A,

After all that I've done for you, and you still treat me like this on Sundays.

Love,
Marie

Dear Mailer-Daemon,

You deserve a vacation.

Love,
Marie

July 28, 2006

Dear Grown Man Standing Outside Of My Apartment Complex,

The fact that you were so freaked out by my pair of 3 pound yorkie pups that you ran off and lost your shoe when you saw them really disturbs me. So much for a neighborhood watch group.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Mountain Bike With Really Cool Shocks,

You make riding the Indianapolis sidewalks more extreme than ever.

Love,
Scott

Dear Gossiping Co-Workers,

Your constant hen pecking just makes me happier that I'm not you. Have another muffin as you gripe about your husband's roving eye.

Love,
Allison

July 27, 2006

Dear Pam & Kid,

So I hear your having a Nashville wedding. Me plus one guest please. Thanks.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Apartment,

Pack yourself up - I'm leaving you! And let's just say size DOES matter.

Love,
Casey

Dear Inventor Of The Motorized Cooler,

Thank you. Now, I have a classy place to put my Natty Light.

Love,
Scott

Dear Unsorted Mail,

After reading the entirety of your archives last night, my husband is now thinking aloud in letter form only. It's going to make the roadtrip from LA to Houston either totally awesome or really looong. Thanks.

Love,
Sarah

July 26, 2006

Dear Www.odetojaeger.blogspot.com,

I'm willing to believe Jaeger does deserve its own blogspot.

Love,
Marie

Dear Computer Programming Company Employee Who Will Be Attending A Coworker's Bachelor Party This Weekend,

So instead of getting a stripper will y'all slowly take apart an iMac while "Pour Some Sugar On Me" plays in the background and the iMac rotates around a pole?

Love,
Katie

Dear AP Story "Lance Bass of 'N Sync Reveals He's Gay",

You call that breaking news? Try reporting something I don't already know...

Love,
Katie

Dear Joe Dirt Lookalike At The Astros Game,

Did you really just scream "KISS MY GRITS" at the top of your lungs?

Love,
Steph

Dear Friend Who Wanted To Take Multiple Shots Before A Lunch Date To Calm Themselves Down,

I'm not sure that smelling like tequila at noon is the the best way to get to date #2.

Love,
Katie

Dear California,

You know how you think you're better than all those other states because you spurn central AC? Well, you're not.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Bad Joke Telling Dentist,

This brings a whole new meaning to "captive audience".

Love,
Scott

July 25, 2006

Dear Nashville Pool Of Men,

I've lost all faith in you.

Love,
Lauren

P.S. Thank God for cats.

Dear Topher Grace,

Good thing you left “That 70’s Show” so you could kick-start your blooming movie career. Hey, how’s that going anyway?

Love,
Greg

Dear Wild Oats Boulder Trail Mix,

Why must you surrender all nutionary value by being doused in sugar?

Love,
Jordan

Dear Friend Of A Co-Worker,

No, I mean…It's totally normal to get completely naked and rub mustard all over your body in a crowded party cove on the lake. So normal.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Oregon,

You may not have Katie. She is obligated to at least one more season of kickball.

Love,
The Flying Squirrels

Dear Monday Night Television,

You are completely useless.

Love,
Russ

Dear Double Chin,

I haven’t heard from you in months, so why suddenly show up at the license branch?

Love,
Greg

July 24, 2006

Dear Rachel Ray of '30 Minute Meals',

Has anyone ever told you that you look like a human version of Princess Fiona after she turns into an ogre?

Love,
Marie

Dear Task Of Filing,

It's not you. It's me.

Love,
Casey

Dear Quiet Stroll In The Publix Parking Lot This Afternoon,

I'm sorry you were interrupted by a crazy lady screaming "WHATEVER!!!" at the top of her lungs with no one around but me.

(Sing it) AWKWARD.

Love,
Vanessa

July 23, 2006

Dear Speed Checked By Aircraft Sign,

Then why was there a cop with a radar gun 50 feet behind you?

Love,
Marie

July 21, 2006

Dear Taz,

I think you are officially a has-been.

Love,
Marie

Dear Roommates,

Hey, thanks for turning out ALL the lights in the apartment before you left on your double date! I almost forgot that I'm still here by myself.

Love,
Marie

Dear Extra 15 Lbs. That Force Me To Do Deep Knee Bends To Make My Jeans Fit,

The magic is gone. I think we should start seeing other people.

Love,
Kelly

Dear Blog Section Of 'Bible Online' Website,

Now where were you when Matthew, Mark, Luke, James & John were writing?!

Love,
Marie

Dear Musician Friend For Whom I Recently Posted A MySpace Comment,

Suddenly every wannabe musician under the sun is sending me friend requests and messages... I learned my lesson.

Love,
Marie

Dear Trans-Fat,

In your case, absense makes the heart grow... stronger.

Love,
Marie

Dear Tostitos,

You disappeared... leaving me no choice but to go after the 7-layer dip with a spoon.

Love,
Marie

Dear Jessica Simpson,

After viewing your "Public Affair" video, even my ipod wants a divorce.

Love,
Steph

July 19, 2006

Dear Burn On My Finger,

Shhhh, no one needs to know that you came from holding up a lighter at the Indigo Girls concert tonight...

Love,
Marie

Dear Project Runway,

Thank God your back!

Love,
Katie

Dear Made In California "Texas Salsa",

You taste nothing like anything I've ever had in Texas...and I don't mean that in a good way.

Love,
Katie

Dear Cute Girl I Met At The Wedding This Weekend,

Seriously?! Arguing over whether or not mules are strictly female? Certainly that is not the most flirtatious topic of conversation I could come up with. I really gotta work on my game.

Love,
Andy

July 18, 2006

Dear Being "On The List" For Daniel Powter Tonight,

I'm not sure if you make me feel more cool or less cool, yet.

Love,
Marie

Dear Concrete Pile In The Parking Garage At Work,

When I side-swiped you this morning, I knew the rest of today really didn’t stand a chance.

Love,
Lauren

Dear Wasting Time At Work,

I like you. Let's do this more often.

Love,
Lora

Dear Wal-Mart Watch Repair Guy Who Broke My Expensive Watch,

What was I thinking trusting a guy with a mullet? Were you filling in for someone and you really work in the hunting dept?

Love,
Vanessa

July 17, 2006

July 16, 2006

Dear Jimmie,

I don't care that you cracked corn.

Love,
Marie

July 14, 2006

Dear Jenna Von Oy,

After seeing you at The Grape I learned that you're pursuing a career in country music, but just know that you will always be Six in my heart.

Love,
Shana

Dear World War III,

We knew you would come along eventually, craving attention and ruining everyone's lives like a rebellious youngest child.

Love, Fatty

July 13, 2006

Dear Jersey Mike's Subs,

Your restaurant smells like pickled bathroom cleaner...and that's just sick.

Love,
Katie

Dear Toyota FJ Cruiser,

Am I the only one who thinks you look like the mutt of all SUV's?








Love,
Katie

Dear Movie 'Inconvenient Truth',

Sorry, but 'Inconvenient Theatre Prices' is more like it.

Love,
Marie

Dear Vince Gill,

Oh, you must be on the "Al Gore Diet"!

Love,
Marie

July 11, 2006

Dear Server At The Restaurant I Went To On Sunday,

You looked so familiar that I thought I knew you...and then I realized that you look just like K Fed.

Love,
Katie

Dear Anonymous Friend,

When you said that you were one of those “rare people that looked better naked than you did clothed”… You didn’t have to prove it.

Love,
Sarah

Dear New, Flexible Work Schedule,

Hi, I'd like to introduce you to my old, nonflexible rent payment.

Love,
Marie

July 10, 2006

Dear Boss Who Thanked Me For My Thank You Note,

No thank you more! No...no...no THANK YOU MORE!

Love,
Katie

Dear Britney Spears,

I can't explain it. The more you cry, the more I want you to cry.

Love,
Greg

Dear All Guys Everywhere,

I'm grilling beef kebobs, drinking a beer, and watching the Homerun Derby in my Willie Nelson baseball tee. Just wondering why none of you ever ask me out...

Love,
Katie

Dear New Desk With Post-It On Computer Screen Reading "Do NOT Turn On Computer!",

I have a feeling you are going to come between me and Unsorted Mail.

Love,
Marie

Dear Guy At The Table Next To Me At Jackson's Who Bought Me A Drink,

When you peeled out of the parking lot in your red sports car, your chances went from zero to negative.

Love,
Sarah

Dear Guy/Girl Driving Truck With "I Think, Therefore I'm Single" Sticker On Your Bumper,

That's a perspective I've never considered. Methinks it carries truth.

Love,
Kendall

July 09, 2006

Dear Younger Brother Who Came From South Carolina To Visit Me,

What?! You don't think shopping at POSH is Nashville sight-seeing??? Geeeez...

Love,
Sarah

Dear Nashville Saturday Night,

I'm not sure it's possible for you to go by without Unsorted Mail being brought up at least twice, but I think that's kinda cool. :)

Love,
Katie

Dear Urban Outfitters,

Have you been reading Unsorted Mail?

Love,
Hailey

Dear Attractive Guy At The Grocery Store Who Did Not Strike Up A Conversation With Me,

You didn't think the way I ordered a half a pound of turkey was cute?

Love,
Katie

July 06, 2006

Dear Year's Supply Of Calendars,

I guess you'd just be... one.

Love,
Marie

Dear Friends In Asheville We Said We'd Give A Shout Out To,

Um... This is the part of shout-outs where we get confused. Hey?

Love,
Marie & Katie

July 05, 2006

Dear Greg,

I SWEAR I saw you in Asheville this weekend. Was that you?

Love,
Katie

Dear North Korea,

I'd rather just have a thumb war...

Love,
Marie

Dear Being Single,

I'm starting to get attached to you.

Love,
Marie