I just got your card! Ive been sick and working my ass off at the store (my entire staff was sick too) the last couple weeks which has left little time or energy for anything else. a) How do you auction off a beard? b) How were you able to manage that many people to go along with it? I can't begin to explain how much having this card in the mailbox helped my mood tonight! I haven't checked the mail in a week and a half and the picture, inserted below, is what it looked like once I removed the BS and pizza coupons. The left stack is medical bills! The right is everything else. I was feeling sick to my stomach by the time I got done opening everything. I came across your letter second to last, and just looking forward to a get well card was helping me tremendously. I never imagined that it would contain anything, and definitely not anything of that magnitude. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get the letter, but I'm glad I got it today. It came at the end of a real crappy day but managed to turn today into a great day. Tell everyone I said thanks! Tell Frank, I'm working on my triumphantness, tell Phil I'm happy the Universe wants me to be well and happy (my emails haven't been returned from Universe@yahoo.com, so I was unsure. It's probably Gmail now. Everyone uses Gmail), Tell George I love him too. Tell everybody that I'm working on my beard, but since the chemo my body only wants to grow a moustache! Bald with a thick ass moustache, now thats a look! Thank You! You've turned today into a great day for me.
