Dear Ticketmaster
Thank you for helping me kickstart my five year plan. Without you, I wouldn't be able to save for our next house... no, wait, I don't need you for that. I just need Cylinda to STOP LEECHING. The cats could help too, but that's nearly a lost cause. I still have ideas, though...
Well, TM (we're on a friendly basis), you're there to help me achieve inner peace, aren't you? No, wait, the Dalai Lama beat you to it. You help test my inner peace, though. Kudos for that!
TM, are you helping me learn how to speak French without sounding like an idiot? No, actually, there's no one who can help me with that, although my Frenchy teacher is trying very hard. I'll give her kudos, too. Oooo, I miss Kudos bars. They were good.
OHH, I know! You help me plan my evenings many years from now. You help me travel through time and let me see that I have nothing better to do on one night in January 2009 other than go see Celine Dion in concert. That surely helped me buy the tickets today one second after they went on sale. You're awesome and without you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself 14 months from now.
I'm starting to panic, though. I have absolutely no plans for 2010.
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