Letter+to+January


 * Letter to January**

Dearest January, I don't think you'd like living with me. I'm extremely unorganized, a //real// night owl, and I like to party hard. I doubt you could handle this much win under your roof. Not only that, but I have a rather solitary personality. One is the lonliest number, it's true, but i enjoy peace and quiet... (When I'm not partying hard, that is. It's one of the reasons I work at the library.) FOREVER ALONE! Besides; I've been saving up to get an apartment of my own. I'd hate to waste all that hard earned money on things that are not on an apartment... Another thing; aren't you allergic to cats? I think I remember you saying you were once. I can't go anywhere without my beloved feline companion, Benvolio. He's contracted a bit of a tummy bug and has been puking everywhere since like 3 days ago. Not sure you'd want that all over your house. My aunt isn't too happy with it either. The good thing is that he makes loud "GAAK" noises before he does it so I can locate him and move him to a more puke-safe area. Small victories! I'm afraid I have to decline.Thanks for the offer though! Congratulations on finding a job and not being eaten by a capybara! Good luck with that whole Wandering Artist thing!

--Phoebe