Evening Johnny,
I'm fearful for me and Rocky's future. Once again i am going to you with my problems. I know I can be such an annoyance, especially now when you're engulfed with your studies. Rocky has recently been spending more time with a Mr.Thomas Jefferson. The Secretary of state, the one who just came in from France. I could never begin to compete with such a man. His curly black pencil scribble hair and shark tooth filled grin. Just go ahead and say it, I am completely doomed.
On another note, how are those studies going by the way? Is astrology everything you hoped it was? My dearest apologies but I'm unfamiliar with the stars in the sky. Well, unless poetry comes into the alignment. Especially if my lovely Rocky is ALSO within that alignment...
I shouldn't drown myself over Rocky, and yet my mind is sadly already flooded with her beauty. But, alas, I can't allow myself to annoy you with this.
Write back soon,
Ninjentsie
