Super Secret Encrypted Message.

Just kidding.

I'm not encrypting it.

Danielle,

First off, I wrote this as a blog so it's not sent into your email which you probably check on a regular basis. I thought to be fair and give you the choice of whether or not to see it, I'd post it as a blog.

It was good to hear your voice tonight. Thanks for the update. I'll definitely be praying for (insert-Asian-kid-who-I-remember-but-who's-name-I-forget's name here) for his cancer. I appreciate the call.

I'm happy for you at Baskin Robbin's. This is one step closer to you getting a set of super-rad ultamo-awesome wheels for you to cruise around in in Ne-Carson-City-Reno-Vegas-vada. Keep at it, but also don't listen to them when they ask you to test all the flavors. Your diet was going good, don't let ice cream, you're long-time-lover, beat you to the punch.

On the more serious side, I'd love to hear your voice again. It's the 27th and I'm proud of you for sticking to your guns and not going to Vegas. I'd love to talk to you from time to time whenever you're comfortable just to be a voice of encouragement, because I want this for you just as much as you want this for you. It's funny too, because last night and all day today I was thinking about you a lot. You just happened to call me just as song 14 came on and that destiny tingle started itching in the style of your sun-glasses (that, for your own referance, is a girly, tickly, itch... and it made me feel a little less manly). Sighs and sighs. I wont bug you about it, and I know your time is your time, but I'd love to hear your voice.

I hope all's well. If you want to email me or something in response to this, please do. Talk to you (hopefully) soon.

-Dan