call-me-zane

[call-me-zane]

It's why we love it. 

Who knows, maybe that'll end up being the reality next year. 

The joys of winter in New England, right?

I’d almost consider going to school out of state for a milder winter.

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Good, you know the only thing that makes me feel like its winter is slipping on muddy ice on the street.

Aww. If it makes you feel any better, I’m sure Boston will start getting all the snow and sleet you could ever want soon.

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Well, snow and ice is just frozen water so . . . some of the logic is there, promise. That's where you're wrong; they are dangerous and terrifying. Just trust me.

Only a little. Did you really think I’d be the type of person to like winter? Treadmills? They aren’t dangerous!

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Okay, but I warn you, the only thing we're serving is punch salted with bitter tears of sorrows and disappointment. 

Well, I’m always happy to party with you, so count me in.

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Please, I hate the snow. It means I have to run on the treadmill, and that’s just incredibly boring.

Are you trying to kill the winter spirit? But I get you there, not to mention they're also dangerous. 

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Feel free to join my pity party, party of one so far. 

They don’t have snow in Boston? That’s pretty sad.

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How can it be this cold and there's still no show? I came home for nothing? 

[call-me-zane]

Your plans scare me, I thought we established that. No, it's the truth. The honest to God and absolute truth.

Autumn, I can't sing.

Any time. Scared? Don’t be scared! That’s a lie.

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Oooooh okay, that makes sense. No offense to some people here but I swear I was sure they couldn't cook to save a life. 

Nah, my amazingly developed talents are being used down at the karaoke bar. Man, it's okay. Parting with those pizaa street coupons were hard, but it was a worthy cause. 

I wonder what that says about you…at least they don’t make us make our own batter.

You’re not working here too, are you? Oops, I probably should have said this first, but thanks for the gift cards, dude. I think I shed a tear or two.

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. . . They look alright from here. But maybe that's because I subconsciously make pancakes shaped like road signs too? 

Yeah, my pancakes are oddly shaped, but I promise they taste good.

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Thank you. But . . . I'm scared to answer that. Nothing?

Let me take the bullet for you next time. But answer me this: what would you want to sing?

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We basically have a free concert right here for anyone that's never been able to go to one of hers. 

I completely understand. I’m going to go crazy if people keep choosing Shake it Off.

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Though it is surprising, I'm certainly not the one that's going to complain and ask for their new 1989 themed stock. 

They should get on that. They need to catch up to the times.

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I brought you loads of stuff from campus though, didn't I?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to refuse the offer to sing because I care about the well-being of everyone in this room and your hearing. 

Exactly! You owe me, since you’re gone like, all the time.

[call-me-zane]

I tried to explain to someone that there were other songs in the machine but they freaked out and almost told the manager so . . . no. 

You’re allowed to say no, Zane.

[call-me-zane]

Waaallcotttt - and yes that name stretch was needed,

We haven't spoken since, what, semester started up in September and I had to go to Boston? But back to right now; I hope you enjoy just a few of the gift cards to various restaurants I've saved up (sorry this isn't the whole collection but a man has a right to keep valuable things). I have a feeling you'll enjoy these.

And even though I'm sure your house is bursting with christmas decorations already, here are a few hats to add to your pile. From the three Taylors to the three Camerons. 

Best wishes for this Christmas, 

Zane Taylor. 

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I'm surprised Hallmark doesn't have Taylor Swift themed greeting cards yet. 

Merry Swiftmas. Instead of caroling, everyone’s gonna be singing songs from 1989.