who says i like right angles?

Zebraboy: What is up, yo? It's December 6th, 2003 and I'm writing to you, who is me two years from now. I'm a bit of an idiot, but I think you're turning 23 today. You're also about to go onto your last semester of college--how's that working out for you? You doing well? I hate writing papers--have you learned to in the meantime? I'm dating Greg right now--are you still with him? Damn, that'd be cool if you were. I assume you two might be living together, because that's my plan, but--I'm not going to make any assumptions. I know our track record. I think I might be in love with Greg. I haven't seen him in a few days--I'm snowed in and I don't think he'll be able to make it up today. I wish he could. God, I just want to see him. Dammit, I hate when I get pathetic like this. So I'm writing for allrpg and I am slated to do a feature for projectafter once I get off my ass and write the damned thing. What are you up to? You still writing? Writing stories? You better have fucking gotten something published. I'll be pissed at you if you didn't make the effort. I wonder what games you're playing. Do you have the Playstation 3? Did it come out yet? I hope Final Fantasy XII was worth it because I'm starting to tout it as the next big thing. Disgaea still as great as it is for me? Good. You better know some Japanese. You better be nigh-fluent in French. You better have gotten a few more albums out. You better have some stories published. You better be almost famous. <3, zebraboy p.s. happy birthday!