A message from the past

Dear FutureMe, Hi. Well, youre sitting here at your mommys house in front of a 1.8ghz pentium 4 with 256 mbs of ram. Your girlfriend (hopefully your fiance or wife now) Rebecca just left a little while ago and it is 2 in the morning. Why do you do this to yourself? Anyways, WASSSAAAApppp? You remember you addiction to sunflower seeds? Yup... got like 3 bags right here... ohh and all the freaken ants. Gotta hate them. So how was Lost? Wish you could email me back and tell me how the show went so far... hah too bad you cant. If you even watch it, which I doubt. hmm It's time for bed. Got church tommorrow... if we even go. Silly little thing, this future. What do I say to you? What are you driving? You got rid of that piece of shit nissan pickup right? I hope so. By the way this is your third week of working at San Bernardino Technology Helpdesk... or whatever the name for it is. Are you still there, or did you move somewhere better? Anyways, I am very tired so I better get you to bed. haha speaking of that you had sex twice today and played with yourself once... you still doing that those days? haha bye.