An open letter to LJ
Dearest LJ,

It's been awhile, hasn't it? I haven't meant to be such a bad friend. When I promised to write, I didn't know how hectic the next six or so months of my life would be. I know, I know. That's what people always say to you. You never do get enough credit, do you? Poor darling.

When we last talked, I was preparing to embark on some kind of modern day Grand Tour of the world. Now I'm again packing my suitcases and getting ready to head back to the U.S. in just ten days. After spending two months in China eating things that turned my intestines inside out and yelling at journalists without a clue, I landed an internship in London with the Associated Press. That's where I am at the moment, avoiding doing any real work. See? I haven't changed so much. I'm back to my old habits, and we can still be friends.

Matt and I are still together. I know you blame him for coming between our friendship in the first place. I'll be the first to admit that he certainly contributed to your demotion in my life. But you weren't the only one. You have to understand I was young and in love. I'm coming back in my own time, and he'll be in Beijing for yet another semester. That leaves me a lot of time to devote to you. Remember the good times we used to have? I hope we can have that back again.

I say all of this because you're looking a little tired, dear. I do hope it's not my fault. What's with the sidebar banner ads? We must do something about those. They're too distracting when I'm trying to catch up on old friends and enemies.

It's going to be different this time, I promise. I'll devote real time to my fic again. I'll finish All the PI's Men. I won't forget about you, not again.

At least, after I finish my ten page synthesis assignment for my international journalism class. Once that's done, it's all about you and me, baby.

Fondly,
Elle