The End of Time in 2009

Dear Unfortunate One,

We have run out of time. It is the end. Nothing more can be done. Nothing fixed. Nothing gained. That is why I'm taking Angel's cat and running! I figure there is nothing better at the end than a fuzzy mamillian clawing at your face for atention. Just like a beaver. Are you the king of the Beavers? You can't fool Owls. Or Armadillos. Or Pineapple Juices. I like Pineapples. They are the coolest bushes in the universal studios. I approve! Cia and Happy end of 2009. May your new year remember that everything can be redone. Everything can be fixed. You can marry me.

Love you! Love Joy!

November of the 6th of 2009

People are starting to leave!!!!

LLama

Dearest Adell,
I regret to inform you that you are about to die and painful and horrible life. It was, of course, the mamoth turtle and the talking sphinx that told me so, thus it is inevitably true. Don't talk to cars or go under back lining umbrellas or you will feel it sink in like ice cream sinking into the pit of your stomach from tummy yummies.
But that is a very pleasant feeling truth be told. I don't know what this means, but good luck. Don't die. Don't fall down steep holes dug by rabbits. Don't eat me on tuesdays. Don't look both ways before crossing. The left will do.

Your painful life die friend, Me.

Dear one who didn't answer,

... I think I lost the magic beans that make my life work. I cant find them or any of that magical magically ness. I guess I left them all on the train to never world (It is so much cooler than never land!), and the train won't come back. How do you catch a train anyway? Do you put honey on it's tracks, or maybe you throw sticky hands at it and catch it off guard. I think I'd tempt it with balogna. But if it's a vegatble like me it might run the other way. Oh how hard it is to catch a train. That's it. You have to get it for me. I chose Adell! And since I'm America you have to do it! Good luck!

P.S. (though that's a lie because I didn't sign anything) Try using a frying pan.

JUneth 12 of the year of the Bulloney

Dear Dream One,

I spend too much time daydreming about you. As I was just informed of this today it has become a real problem. My computer told me this disturbing news and now I wish to stop. Please stay out of my dreams wether in the day or in the night... maybe the night... well, if you want to that is. I might be able to squeze you in there between my Godzilla and Shadow Lord Zain dreams at night. But definitely stay out of my day dreams. Thank you for taking my concerns into account. Have a fantastic Joy's dream free day.

Love in a non dreamy way,
Joy of the Dawn of the Hudpeth!!

May 23, 2009

Dear Dellipoo!

I've decided I'm going to be a squirel next christmas. Not a chipmonk, or a beaver, but a squirrel. Then I can stroke my own fuzzy tail, seing as anytime I try to stroke the tails of squirels around here they freak out and bite me. I might have made a mistake stroking the fuzzy one with a fuzzy mouths tail. Xok, I feel fine... Just fine.
So, yesterday I saw that the power rangers, and I saw the storm troupers. But they weren't fighting like everyone says they do. No, they were waving at eachother, and I'm sure behind those plastice facade of masks they have that they were smiling. I decided if storm troupers and power rangers can be friends then there really is hope for world peace. We can be friends, and spread waving and love all over the world. I think maybe even I can make peace with santa clause for telling everyone he's not real. He got real mad about that. I still haven gotten a christmass present sice third grade. I'm gonna try waving at him. So, love the world and the rangerees.

LOve,
JOy DAAAWN

May 11, 2009

Dear Adell,

I learned that your not dead today. This was obvious as I was talking to you on the electronic voice teleportation device. Sometimes I wonder if you can talk to the dead on it though. Or if you can see them on the Magical Moving Photo Box. If you ever die will you tell me? I can't talk to you anymore tonight. My pet unicorn is trying to sleep and getting mad at me. I hate pet unicorns. They have so many less manners than free unicorns. Sily pointy horses.-

Love,
-Joy-

May 9th, 2009 #2

Dear Adell,

Ok, I forgive you. Besides, I really need to tell you about the birthday party. I don't think it was Anybody's birthday, but it definitely wasn't Nobody's. All that matters is we had birthday cake and ice cream. It was creamy and vegetarian friendly. I like stuff like that. It tastes good, and I can eat it and all that. Yeah, that was some cake. Verry delicious. Did I mention it didn't have any meat in it. That made it the best cake ever. One day I'll make you no meat cake. Good birthday. I still wonder who it was for. I liked it.

Love
-Joy-

P.S. Christian Bale wasted 1 hour and 32 minuts of my life today. I hate it when he does that. Normally when we get together he has a lot of fun things to do and says stuff thats cool. Today he just stunk, and had a funny face the whole time. EW GOO!

May 9, 2009

Dear Adell,

I hope this finds you not dead. I thought about if you were dead today and my world stopped. Dread and darkness filled the world and I think I stopped breathing, for like a split second at least. That would be horrible. If you really died it might stop longer... and then I'd be dead! And it would be all your fault! Your horrible! How could you think about doing that to me! I'm not sure I want to talk to you anymore.

Love
- Joy-