The ghost of Christmas past
To observe Christmas this year (and this is about all I have the energy for), I'd like to post something from the past. It looks like I took a keyboarding class (which, I believe, was a requirement for graduation) my senior year. I don't know how I got by not taking it until my senior year. Did I not type papers regularly by then? Did I hunt-and-peck? Confusing. Anyway. This is a letter that was sent to my parents my senior year from my keyboarding teacher. The letter also included my letter to Santa, below. It's pretty silly. And possibly a little scary (and I'm not talking about my grammatical free-for-all). I mean, it sounds like extortion. Enjoy the holidays! And thanks for reading!