You might have heard me talk about this one play Darr and I both participated in during our high school years. I joke about it because at the cast party I signed Darr's program with a rather risque message. Today, while searching through some boxes for other papers, I ran across the program. For a fifteen year old, I sure was forward (i.e., slutty McWannabewhore). Darr didn't take me up on the offer, though, as I never did get a phone call. Bastard! It should be stated that I went through a weird phase of writing the first letter of my name backwards. I can't remember how or why this came about, and I no longer do this, but it does explain why my name looks like it is misspelled.
My message is at the top on the left and says the following:
Darren,
You did an 'x job and it was really fun! Next year it will be even better. Remember if you need help getting dressed give me a call! 538-5187.
Love always, Christie Glynn
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