Hey sweetheart,

Having a lovely time with my sister! Never thought I would but we get along great. I missed her and never knew it. 

The downside is I hardly get online, have NO CLUE what you're up to and am very distant from you which makes me a sad bunny. I read the Rob Liefeld critique just now and found it highly entertaining and insightful. As you know I am incredibly out of touch with popular culture, being wrapped up in dour subjects to do with women and the simply awful time that women have of it unless they live in the West (and even then it's not so great with equal pay still on the agenda ... fucking hell ... STILL .....and reproductive rights being eroded by white men in suits without no fucking clue and certainly without a womb) but at least we are not raped by command of our Governments or forced to marry at age 2 or whatever or killed for daring to look at a man who is not our dad or brother, or told to cover our sinful bodies from head to toe in a black tent (GOD I fucking HATE religion, but mostly Islam, I really hate that fucker) so reading about how Rob can't draw and about how he's a pair of Levis with a backwards baseball cap on was just what I needed to remind me that life can be utterly ridiculous as well as entirely annoying. (WHY was he paid all that money for being so crap) 

So thank you, dearest boy, for your utterly unique take on the absurdity of human existence in that you understand that some things are simply beyond the pale. (i.e. Rob) I am at your disposal (although that phrase makes me think I am offering myself to you to be disposed of, which I would not enjoy) but I must reiterate, if I can be of any help then you know where I am, you just need to *holler* (do Texans holler?) I have no idea, Anyway just shout, my Barrett radar will hear you and I will put the world in motion to come to your aid because I have magic powers and big basoomas. And I am great and also I love you. 

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Emma xx