an open letter for treetree

well, since nobody reads this shit anywho....................tree dear, please do not be angry with me.
i'm sorry i was not able to give you answers to your questions over the phone, but please understand that i cannot tell you that which i do not know.
i cannot and do not have the power,nor the ability to draw blood from a stone.
marvin morton, our former land lord at 12366 fremont, is whom you need to speak with.
i have not been able to get a hold of robin. marvin is in utah somewhere near salt lake city.
as for launie and cindy, the lesbians who ran up the bills on your old place, those 2 tweekers, last i heard, were homeless and living in an old beat up red aerostar van. i do not know where.
now, i do not know why you are angry with me, but if i have upset you, i am sorry.please forgive me.
tree dear, you know my phone number, please give me a call. we need to talk.
i have tried calling you. you changed your number again.
you have been a good and dear friend to me, as have i been to you.
we have had some disagreements, sure enough.
but you have no reason to issue me strike 3.
i told you the truth.
i know the truth hurts sometimes, but is that any reason for striking me out?
i know i still have 2 strikes on the board. i've been on thin ice in that regard for a long time.
i don't know about you, but i do believe i at least deserve an explanation as to why you
are acting like i do not exist.
what gives?
btw, my girlfriend said to tell you hello.
i need to know how to reach you. i do intend to eventually invite you to my wedding.
tree dear, please give me a call and let's have a chat.
ace