prior to ¤ subsequently ¤ 2002-07-08 ¤ 1:41 p.m. ¤ easy really even though i told you that i wouldnt complain about shitty sandwich making skills anymore i'm about to anyways. Dearest sandwich maker: i just dont get it. how hard is it to make a sandwich? why lopsided? why is everything crammed in a little ball in the middle of the bread. why a gallon of mayo and mustard. would you eat that sandwich? would you pay for it? how bout this. pretend you are making your own sandwich. pretend that you havent eaten anything since sometime yesterday. pretend that it is lunch. pretend that you are looking forward to this sandwich. now make it like you would your own. maybe you hate your job. thats fair. but i have done you no wrong. no reason to make me remake my sandwich when i get back to work. instead, go and steal a jar of pickles or something. i hope our relationship will work out because i really like sandwiches and there are few options on campus that supply sandwiches. yours truely, dawn violated ¤ virgin ¤ communicate ¤ others ¤ the army © 2001 sillybitch