Eat Your Heart Out ...

Eat Your Heart Out …

You know, if there is one thing I miss, it’s having a belfry. Back in our hometown, we used to hang out in them all the time. But NYC kids tend to waste time at Gray’s Papaya—only being a vegan, I can’t even partake of the hot dogs. Just the salsa.

Hudson, my li’l bro, did NOT celebrate a righteous Valentine’s Day, as his class got sick of his Save The World – Or Else militant green campaign. He is one of those kids who is way too handsome for his own good. I sent Dylan Easterby a love sonnet, which my friend Pete said was the last word in Dork McGork, but that is how I roll, I say it with sonnets.

Is your teacher still MIA? What’s up with your substitute? Last year, we made our Spanish substitute cry. Her name was Senora Piñas. The whole class kept pronouncing the short “i” as a long “e” and … well, you get the rest. She was young, it was just too easy.

I was gonna send you some chocolate-covered ants for Valentine’s Day, but dang, Vlad, they were expens$ive. And I am saving my greenbacks to go see The Mackerels, they are this new alt. reggae group, I am really into them these days.

Post Me. xxoo

Long Time, No Bite (er...Write)

Hey Lex --

Sorry I haven't written in so long. Remember my teacher, Mr. Craig? Well, he disappeared around Halloween and nobody knows where he is. Some people think he ran off with a woman. Most people think he's dead. I'm not sure what I think just yet. Oh yeah, and now we have this substitute called Mr. Otis (his first name is Otis too--how bizarre is that?). He's really strange, wears a purple top hat and watches me a little too closely at times. Life, in short, has gotten pretty strange around here. Anyway, I hope Mr. Craig returns soon.

That short-term-memory-loss-pumpkin-pie sounds pretty sweet! Definitely something I could give to Principal Snelgrove the next time I land in his office over something stupid.

Anyway, back to Halloween. I did end up going to Matthew's party, after all. It didn't turn out so well. I think Meredith has a crush on Henry. So...yeah...sucks.

Thanksgiving was the same old same old, same with Christmas. I got a bunch of new PlayStation games and some books on vampire lore. One in particular looks good: The Life and Times of an Evil Blood Countess. I'll have to take them to the belfry and check them out. Did I mention the belfry before? It's this closed-off portion of the high school (which used to be a church) that I go to most nights. I hang out, read, think, whatever I feel like. The cool thing is that the only way up there is to levitate, so I'm sure nobody can bother me.

Anyway, I'm feeling kind of down about Mr. Craig, but I wanted to take a moment to wish you a happy new year. I really hope it's fangtastic. How's everything with lover boy, anyway?

~V

P.S. Tell Maddy I said hi.