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!