Don't care. They're from you. I'll love them. Even if they're calculus books. And it's not like the ones I have for you are anything earth-shattering either, just made me think of you. ...of course, most things make me think of you, including tree bark and all the most random stuff you can imagine, but just ignore that detail. (I swear I didn't get you tree bark as a gift, though)
Be my date for this huge shindig Mr. Stark is throwing, then? Wasn't sure if I was going to get to go, things are a bit weird with my parents at the moment (good, great even, just also a bit weird), but looks like I can.