Dear Friday

At your continued absense, I saw little use in sitting there. Know that I would have loved to hear your speech, and undoubtly comment on it with pointless arguments. I enjoyed our talk, and let us work together to make things happen, unless you got new things for doing now. As you can see, I have taken with me the Victory Bitter Beer. Now, why would I do that? Perhaps of greedyness, drinking it in private. Perhaps to check if it was indeed poisoned. Or merely, perhaps I would like to have a memory of our time, where I felt more like an individual than ever before. I will not care to write down what I think you have spoken with him of, but it does not matter. Hope it cleared up a few things.

- Andrik