Dear Mom,
Not much to say today. Nothing to write home about, anyway.
Had a decent cup of coffee this morning. Spilled a little bit on the jeans you got me for Christmas. Had a Tide pen handy though. Disaster averted.
Traffic was heavy, but I did catch most of the lights on the way to work. So that was nice.
Answered a few e-mails early and then planned a trip for work. Overnighter, so I will be staying in a hotel. It's next week. I will let you know when I get there.
I guess that's about it. Oh look, I'm still writing 2010 in my date lines. Wish I hadn't written that in pen now. LIL (Laughing in a Letter! HA!)
Your dear son,
Bob
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