Dear Ian:
I don't even know where to start with you. You are loud, crazy,
weird, I don't know. You scare me half the time and annoy the crap
outta me but I guess I'm stuck with you. I'm really tired of going
to baseball games every weekend cuz I can't hang out with my
friends or Jared so since your getting old enough to stay home
alone could you like stop coming to my competitions please? That
was the deal. If you stop coming I can stop going. Kay? Kay.
Bye.
