Ya know...

There's a lot of things I don't understand. And I guess I never will. Maybe I'm just not meant to. Maybe that's okay though.

Open Letter to DePaul

Hey, I just wanted to say thanks.

Thanks for buying this school and then deciding three years later that you don't want it anymore. Thank you for closing it. Thank you for treating your students like crap, because without them you wouldn't have a university. Thank you for only letting our cafe open for a very limited time each day. Thank you for only allowing our library to stay open for 5 hours on the weekend, that's just swell. Thank you for making it necessary to have my ID at all times - I just love it. And now that I have lost my ID, thanks for not letting the place that replaces them be open at all on the weekends - that's just peachy keen. Thank you for not letting me be able to leave the building because I need said ID to get back in because the security you've hired won't open the doors. And thank you for not letting me eat because I need my ID to do so.

Just wanted to say thank you. *g*
Asshats.

Sincerely Yours,
Me.

P.S. Thanks again!

Open Letter to Fred...

Dear Fred,
I understand that you just lurve to play games. And your favorite game, if I remember correctly, is hide and seek. Where, you hide my things and I seek them out for HOURS. Now, I realize you must really like me to have followed me from Dougherty to Merril. But, if you could please return my ID, I think it'd be really swell. Because I would really enjoy being able to leave the building. And, I'm kinda hungry. How bout if you steal my lighter or something else for a couple hours and play with that and let me have my ID back. How bout that? Please? Thanks *g*

Sincerely your corporeal resident,
Brad.

P.S. I'll give you a cookie if you give it back *g*