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A 24 year old in oncology.
That explains the penmanship.
And a bleeding heart to boot.
Don't tell me, you're a pisces too.
I'm a diagnostician. Infectious
disease speciality. I dabble in
nephrology. Knew the OCE since
they were handing out recorders, though.
Child's play.
House, I am a pisces actually,
well sussed. My handwriting isn't THAT
bad is it? & aren't we all diagnosticians?
Kind of the name of the game...
Take note of the address if you'd like
to keep up these cute little cards,
you'll have to update your little black
book. I'm back at Columbia. & maybe
keep the hooker stories to a minimum.
There is no envelope after all and I
have a reputation to uphold. J
James Wilson,
Oh Old Sport, that
contact you gave me
for that mouthwatering
lady of the night, Ms.
Kitty, was most valuable!
You've got marvelous taste
(literally, if you did what I
did!) You must continue
to share your roster!
Your grateful friend, Greg
Wilson,
No, we are not all diagnosticians.
I, however, am.
Matching stamps? How embarassing.
One of us is going to have to
change.
[doodle of a house]
House,
I bet you thought that letter
was going to get me in Sleep
On the Couch level trouble
w/ my wife, but she took 1
look at it & said "that guy
@ your house is quite the comedian."
I told her you outta reach out to Steve Martin but somehow
she didn't seem to think you'd
make it past handing out peanuts, but I
think you'd make a very compelling peanut seller. J
PS. This is the only other stamp I have [stamp that says LOVE with 2 birds and a heart]
Oh Wilson, I feel utterly courted.
I bet these are the stamps
you use for your mother.
I've told Steve's people to reach
out to mine I'll reserve you a
ticket & work on my pitch.
"Get your peanuts here" os simple
but classic for a reason. I'll continue
to give it some thought.
House
