Monday, August 15, 2011
A few weeks ago, I stupidly left my Driver's Licence at your kiosk. Before I even realized it was missing, you took the time to X-Press post it back to me. Thank you for saving me an expensive and unpleasant trip to the BLIP to that place ironically called Access Nova Scotia. —A Happy South Ender
Do you know how hard I worked to track you down (not in a stalker kinda way). Short version, I took "dandelionyellow"... plunked it into POF... wrote you a letter... found out I'm just outside of your acceptable age (by mere days)... went back, edited my profile and lied about my age... AND SEX... found out I couldn't change those things... I guess, not a short version is it? Anyway, GREAT profile, love how you think and think you're adorable.
I'm not a Newf but I have a friend teaching me the language. "Hey me ducky - me lover... I gots da jag on, buddy...kickin' me own arse... I got de art-ri-tis so don't puck me inta next week." How am I doin? Please swing by my profile. Ya never know.
xo —Scott
P.S. Don't have a dog - but love 'em.
Friday, August 12, 2011
"Mia: I do believe Marsellus Wallace, my husband, your boss, told you to take ME out and do WHATEVER I WANTED. Now I wanna dance, I wanna win. I want that trophy, so dance good." Pulp Fiction at Alfresco Film Festival was the best first date a girl could ask for. Happy 2 years! Thank god you found my ID that night. —A.J.
I see you at the market every Saturday in your dark-green jacket and oodles of vegetables. You're tall, dark, and oh-so-gorgeous! I love watching you thoughtfully turn over vegetables or root for potatoes. You've got a beautiful smile that brightens up my weekends. —Market Admirer
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Dear Cover Hog, I recently started work, which means that I have to get up at the crack of dawn everyday, unfortunately for me, getting up is 100 times harder when I look over at your smile and freckly face poking out of the covers. I still manage to do it, but I wanted to let you know it is hard. —TNDRW
After a short, but terribly sad vigil, my little cat Sunflower lost her battle with liver failure this morning. She was my best friend and the pain is almost unbearable. And it probably would be unbearable if it hadn't been for everyone who did everything they could to make our last days together so special. From drives to late night crying jags to expert and tender veterinary care... the effort was truly monumental and the sacrifice was truly selfless.
In the fog of grief, I'm still aware that you're there beside me. Thank you so much for everything you did for me and my dear little friend. I can't even begin to express just how much easier you've made the past few days. I love you all. —Sunflower's Mommy
In memory of the little rodent with a big personality, it's been a good
year and a half, you may have eaten me out of sunflower seeds but you kept me on the straight and narrow. I'll miss you. —RIP
Just a quick shout-out to the close-cut gentleman working at a certain Argyle St "general store". You are, bar none, the best person I've ever dealt with when it comes to buying clothes. Heck, before you, I don't think I've ever really taken note of a salesperson for any product—ever. You're ridiculously friendly, and it seems you know exactly how everyone is feeling when they step out of the dressing room (I've heard several testimonials). I tell friends that "besides getting rad clothes, I also get to chat with the coolest dude ever". Keep being you, and I'll keep buying clothes at your store! —Never Thought I'd Write One of These
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I just want to thank you, the dreamboat of a man I saw on my drive to work this morning. You were walking on South street, going past the IWK at around 7:15. With your sexy red plaid shirt and dreamy haircut with the shaved sides. You looked tall and you were wearing workboots (although that could have been wishful thinking). Early mornings are the worst, but you definitely brightened mine. Yum. Also, if this is you, let's date. —Easily Pleased
Thank you for taking me to the hospital last night and for staying home from work to take care of me today. I really don't know how I got so lucky. —Cat Head