Velouria

I bit this idea from someone else. Here are all the text messages currently stored in my cellular:

"I always wish you were here, John Kim."
"If I broke up with you, would you promise to drink heavily and listen to mopey cowboy music for a spell?"
"Who, the one who doesn't return my calls or emails? I am so over that guy."
"There was a ROACH in our FAJITAS and I am UNABLE TO DEAL."
"Remember when you said I was probably a hellcat in the sack?"
"I like you."
"Tell me I'm missable."
"I just bought a Wonder Woman outfit online. I need an intervention."
"Is there a better Saturday than one spent baking to Bob Dylan and the Pogues?"
"Fuck a cow or lose your mother?"
"YOU NEVER GET MY K&S REFERENCES"
"Happy Thanksgiving LOSER"
"So, I think I want a baby."
"Okay."
"Is there any better cure for a rotten day than a bubble bath with a whiskey & lemonade and a David Sedaris book? No."

I heard "Last Christmas" by Wham! in the car today. It's beginning to feel like Christmas.