I hope this letter finds you well -- I know the weather hasn't been much in terms of delight lately and besides that, the company has felt very forced. But I want you to know, as I write this, from some thirty feet away, that I am thinking of you! I appreciate the time you've made for me recently! All the free shows, whining and the five sit ups, included.
However!
I seem to be free now, so, you know.
Bye Loser.
Much love and admiration, Richard Tozier
PS: Loser is a term of endearment, okay. You know that. PPS: You should definitely go get laid now. You deserve it.