Signed, Sealed, Delivered
isn't mail fun. i love getting mail. i remember being little and getting pen pals at school. mine always ended up being duds. i'd take all this time decorating the paper and writing super long letters and i'd get maybe one or two responses and then nothing. i even had friends tat i'd met at summer camps from other places and we'd write one or two times and again nothing. i love sending people stuff. maybe i like it because i hope they send me something back. but i think generally i just like to surprise people and make them happy even if it's only temporary. my friend megan and i used to send each other care packages when i was in college. she'd send me halloween candy and socks and i'd make her cds and send her funky lip gloss. there's just something so warm and fuzzy about mail. yet i don't send christmas cards. maybe i should become a postal worker. although i really don't like uniforms and i'd hate to have to brave all the elements while carrying a heavy bag.

i remember once when i was in elementary school i had walked home and beaten my mom. ( the school she worked at got out later) while i was waiting for her to get home the mailman came. i put my hand out to take the mail and he refused to give it to me. now i was at least in 4th grade it's not like i was going to throw it out. he insisted on putting it in the mailbox. i took it out right after he left. so i could have stolen it anyway. douche bag.

today my pal madie sent me some cds. we have made each other cd's a couple times now. ( that's my other calling) i sent hers in one of those envelopes with bubble wrap inside and i wrapped the cds in bubble wrap. she sent hers in an envelope. and it only took one stamp. i was worried that the cd's would get broken or the postage wouldn't be enough. i also had to get them to her before she leaves for college. so i went to the post office, paid a couple bucks but i know they will be safe and in one piece. next time i'm gonna do it her way.

song lyrics of the day:
here's the mail, it never fails.
it makes me want to wag my tail
when it comes i want to wail - Mail!