I'm going to go away I've decided. Package myself up in a little bottle and throw myself off to sea; letting the waves determine my path. Once a day I'll uncork the lid and swim down looking for shellfish and the occasionally unlucky fish who passes by. Now I'm not telling you this because you care- I know you don't. I just thought you'd like to know that while I'm gone I'll need you to feed my pony. Oh, and to thank you for the watch, it really made me happy and I'll think of it as the sea rocks me to sleep. I hope you have a pleasant several months and Marsha (the pony) only feeds on the stuffing inside of couches. Thanks again, friend.