Dear C,

I haven’t really thought about you in a sexual way in over 5 years.  One of the reasons for this simply is that I haven’t seen you much.  The last time I saw you was out in Napean, you know that wild suburb in Ottawa.  It was a wild place, although you probably don’t think so.  I got there one time, off the bus, probably from Toronto, and I didn’t once see the Tim Horton’s right beside the gas station and I’d been to this very spot over a dozen times.  And then one day as I was taking a walk with Neal, after midnight, drunk, high and in amazement of the stars, I noticed it.  What does this have to do with you?  Nothing.  But it was wacky, and that last time that I saw you, when you asked me to wait for the bus with you and I didn’t, I really wanted to, but I don’t know, I had a bug.  There was something going a little wacky inside my head around that time in my life.  It was nice to know that I still had a friend, despite not thinking of it that way on that particular evening.

So, now I have your phone number and your e-mail address, and I can facebook you to my heart’s content.  But I think the only reason I would call you now is to find out if the number is legit, which I’m assuming it is.

I guess I’m writing you now, and I guess you are still amazingly beautiful but I’m just not that interested.  For one thing, I’m really into older women these days, I should probably tell you that my interest in Charlotte Leonard is still festering.  You know her, but you don’t.  Its a long story, don’t ask.  But I think I’d be more happy with a woman of 35-40 who knows where she is in life, and probably is really experienced, and is outrageously attractive too, as they tend to hit a level of beauty previously unattainable.  

I guess I haven’t told you about my book either… or my band, and you probably would like to know more about me and what’s going on in my life, than some rather non-sensical rant about why 25 year old girls don’t cut it any more on My scale of beauty…. “Scale of beauty”… I just said “Scale of Beauty”.  What the hell is that.  

I’m really proud of my book now, its been editted really well so far, and I really should take the copies off this blog.  Reason being that it has been editted well beyond its original description.  It actually takes the reader somewhere, and one day, when we’re all big and famous (I will most likely be a gem on the jazz music scene) I’ll put my book out, and you can pick it up at Chapters/Indigo.

I hope you are doing well.

-M