Hey Julian,
Tough luck not getting Time magazine’s ‘Person of the Year’ title. Mark’s a complete loser, and has really bad hair. I don’t even like Facebook all that much. Too many privacy violations. Don’t get me wrong; I’m okay with others’ privacy being violated, just not my own. I may or may not be saying that just to impress you.
Anyways, I really think we should meet for drinks. I know this whole bail thing has you under “mansion arrest”, and your freedom is limited right now. But I’m totally cool with flying out to London. My mom has all these Air Miles she hasn’t cashed in yet, so I’m sure it’s no problem. Just have a driver and a car waiting for me at the airport that can take me out to the farmhouse.
Now, I’m just a little concerned about this 10pm curfew of yours. Is there a way around this? Of course not, that’s a silly question. I'll take care of it. Nothing fun happens before 11 anyways. Speaking of fun, I’m guessing I’ll have to stay over. I’m sure it’ll be no problem for me to crash, right? I know, you’re probably a little hesitant because of the whole sexual assault/rape allegations that landed you in jail recently. Just to be clear, I’m not some Swedish tease who cries rape after I consent to something. I’m Canadian; we barely even know what “consent” means.
Did I mention I’m a journalism graduate? Oh Mr. Assange, the conversations we will have! I love gossip, especially dirty political gossip. I bet Hilary isn’t even really a woman. Too many pant suits in her wardrobe. Anywho, I could just give you my digits, but I’m going to make you work for them. You’re a maverick, I’m sure you’ll find them.
xoxo
Amanda J.
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I like the part "we barely even known what consent means"
ReplyDeleteAlso my Dad read this as well, and he thoroughly enjoys your sense of humour and writing style.