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6/18/2008

Dear Marissa (circa 2000),
Yesterday I tossed your Juliana Theory t-shirt into a big cardboard box marked "Goodwill". Now, don't cry. Its been years since I've been able to wear it and even longer since I realized that the Theory really weren't all that great to begin with. A little campy even. With the screaming and all? Sorry.

Just think of the little emo kid who will wet themselves in excitement over finding a "vintage" Juliana Theory shirt for 3 bucks amongst all the shirts commemorating team building and 5k runs. I know you go crazy for that kind of thing. Shoot, I still do.

I know, I know. If you had known that we would "grow up" to enjoy banjo music and James McMurtry, you would've slit your wrists... but then, you were a little emotionally unstable and really now, it's your fault that we moved to Oklahoma in the first place. You have to admit that you were kind of asking for it.

Thanks for your understanding,
Marissa

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