Dear Internet,

It's good to see you again. I know I've sort of been away for a long time, working, playing video games, etc... But I wanted you to know that I DID miss you. So here I am again, to brighten your electrodes with my razor-sharp sarcasm, silly anecdotes, and letters to mostly inanimate objects such as yourself.

I know what you're thinking, you're thinking that I can't possibly do it. That somewhere between my ADD and my laziness that I'll forget about you again. That you'll be lonely and desolate without me, with nothing to brighten your days except porn popups.

I can't promise anything, I know, I should pretend to be a responsible adult and tell you it will all be ok, and that I won't forget you or leave you hanging again... but let's face it. I'm lazy. I'm easily distracted by shiny objects. I'm also incredibly flighty sometimes. You will probably survive if I don't remember you in a week, sure you'll be disconsolate and depressed for a time, but you'll probably get over me. You always do, and I always come back, just like that really strange smell in the refrigerator that I've scrubbed out an hundred times and can never seem to make it go away completely.

Really though, if you've survived Al Gore, Brittany Spears, Twitter, and Facebook, I'm sure you'll continue on if I forget about you again. You can do it, I have faith in you.

Sincerely yours,

Melissa