Can't buy me love

April 21, 2014

Dear Travis,

"Can't buy me love" seems to be the ultimate withdrawal of your love from mine.  I don't know why.  I've given you everything I possibly can.  I've given you riches beyond your wildest dreams.  I've given you romance that seemed like eternity.  Can I help it if everything goes wrong even if you don't want them to?  I love you, Travis.  When you're blonde, you can get a job, any job you like.  When you're dark haired, you can practice sports, martial arts and play them professionally.  When you're colored, you can get a job at fast food joints, be an office assistant, be a caregiver, be an administrator of a residential care facility, be an administrative medical assistant, be a nurse, be a doctor, anything that you're good at.  At first, you'll be bored to death.  But, as soon as you return for 1,000 times, you'll lose your memory and all of this will start to kick in.  Even in 500 returns, you can do all of these.  You'll be a seasoned veteran.  

Start living your life by becoming pro-active.  Don't just sit there - read a book, listen to music, play video games or computer games.  If you can't get the job that you want, ask Mr. Ada Borstein to give you one or file for a business entity.  All of the jobs that I will be doing in my Agenda will be yours as well forever - you can do the same jobs as I have done during my Agenda.  Ask Mr. Michael Gurfinkel to give you picture perfect memory or wish for Miss Amy Angel to give you picture perfect memory and hearing perfect memory.  

Otherwise, in the Star Wars Era Planets, anything can happen.  OK?

If this letter doesn't help you - don't worry, things will turn out for the better, sooner or later.

OK?

Love,
Amy

Gloria Gaynor - I will survive - dedicated to Travis Henry who feels this way.