Letters To Myself

[cjsmith]

CJ,

Please sit a little straighter. Slouching hurts.

Your Shoulders

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CJ,

Aren't you glad you're getting better at saying what you mean instead of hoping to come up with a response the other person will like? Isn't life better this way?

Your Inner Therapist

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CJ,

What do you mean you can't remember what you spent on lunches this week? How are you going to keep track of your expenses if you let things slide so long that you can't remember?

Your Wallet

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CJ,

Quit fooling around with LJ and get some work done.

Your Conscience

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CJ,

Do something nice for rfrench when he gets home. He just soloed a student today, and he's getting you Cold Stone.

Your Heart

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CJ,

Um, you really should take a break soon.

Your Bladder

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The rest of the phone call continued as if nothing had happened, business got done, and now that person knows she crossed the line with me.

Isn't that way cool?

Surely the sky should fall on my head if I'm horribly rude to someone who got on my last nerve one too many times?

Some days I get royally ticked off at the parents / society that trained us to think this way. Grrr!