first and foremost, you have my sincerest apologies for my lateness. i fear it truly is the time difference. i did not have the loveliest day yesterday, woke up early today for the game, and am no longer contemplating death. no longer contemplating for i have already decided. if your eyes happen to fall upon a figure by the castle's stronghold, turn them away. it is i, looking over at the ocean, ready to plunge from the great heavens.

before i do that, however, i shall complete my letter to you and send it. i hope your studies aren't keeping you too busy. please do find the time to rest well. sleep, after all, is the best medicine.

i am a max person. but, of course, charles was the one who introduced me to this madness and so he shall remain my number one.

this season has been a thing of misery, let me tell you. the prancing horse has indeed surprised me in the most delightful way, pleasing me to degrees of extreme pride and endless hope, assuring me that the prince shall finally get his crown. however, there stands the most monstrous wolf within our path. i shan't speak furthur of it. i hope the wolf and everything that backs it crumbles to ground for their audacity. but no, i shan't speak of it. i come here to this land to write this letter after hearing the most horrifying news. did you hear? minister gp might leave the verstappen royal family for the house of mclaren. catstappen's retirement no longer seems like a joke amongst the subjects but a dreadful truth with a solid foundation that makes me shudder. i have the most unkind words to speak in regards to this season for this reason and for some more.

moving on.

catlin, to me, is catlin, of course. that is my son for that is a child. now, girlcat on the other hand... is girlcat. if you know, you know...

oh, i see it! to both of your statements! will sylvester the cat smith does make sense with the whiskers apparent the way girlcat's little helmet wings are. and why do i see little catlin's face in that big headed tweety bird? i am not delirious at the moment. i think not. just about to fling myself off this stronghold. but not delirious, no.

i don't think you are the one with too little power to fly as high. that's not true at all. it was my folly for not explaining it. let me put it this way, catlin is to catstappen what girlcat is to lechat. or 71 is to 33 what 2 is to 16. need i elucidate?

i lie in anticipation of girlcat clinging pictures from you as i try to calculate the distance and time the moment i fling myself off.

connor mcdavid, why did you do this to us? why? [i will still die on my mcbrini hill]

we have fought our battle against the people from oil country and we have lost it. i have had my cookies at lunch and now in wait for death to come embrace me. but before that, girlcat was lovely today, was she not? and catlin was quite the menace. alas, it was a battle long lost.

hugs and kisses and tears,

lizzy (peering out at the ocean).

p.s. this made me google essdeekid.

p.p.s. that is lechat, indeed.

p.p.p.s. i did NOT see team55 omfg???? 3355 is rare combination for me to come across

ahoy ahoy, my lovely lizzie,

i have come up with a new rule that neither of us should apologize anymore the tardiness of our letters since it’s abundantly clear we are both busy bees and unfortunately on two different timezones…

that being said, my joy of receiving and writing you these letters stay the same…

firstly, i must say i did this post specifically for you but suddenly felt too shy to tag… i hope you could forgive me for my irrational shyness. i thought it was such a precious milk drunk kittenlin moment couldn’t help but thought of you.

i think i am now obligated to call these moments the elevated smelling salts experience. how does that sound?

secondly, i must present you with clingy girlcat before i go off the script and lost this plot. but from further digging into the blackhole that is my archive, i came up nearly empty handed….i promise to get this madness sorted and come back to you with more.

here is not girlcat clinging but girlcat getting clung on, if you can imagine….

and just so you wait…the best part of this picture is not even girlcat…

it’s grumpy and teething kittenlin!!!!! look at him all pumped up and red in the face you can see the color through his silky coat of fur!!! you can’t see his tail here but i would bet on the castle, it’s standing straight up and all puffed out….i can’t with him….

thirdly, i don’t even know what should follow, but perhaps the news of our good knight and the best minister the house has ever seen, gp, leaving..,,,….,,..if i say this is the most shocking thing that has ever happened to me in my short formula 1 observing career, i don’t think i’ll be exaggerating….,,.,.it easily surpasses sir lewis hamilton moving to the house of prancing horse that’s for sure

what is a house if not a home to our loved ones…oh lizzy…i fear the end is too near and this does not help the lump in my throat get any smaller….i will spend the next few days grappling with this so.

and i totally understand your 16 33 2 71 theory now and although i was not a lechat enjoyer before this, i will now take my time to explore. i fear leo has done so much damage on his image for me..it’s been hard thinking of any animals other than that sausage of a dog ever since he sprang into our lives…

i also understand completely with your situation of being a max person with the origin of a lecfosi, catlin being catlin, and girlcat being girlcat for love has no need for hierarchy.

although we lost semi horribly to the oil people, i was content with how both catlin and girlcat played. frankly, as a girlcathead, i couldn’t have asked for much more after the horror that was march.

this picture is me telling the bugs agenda i have been discarding in favor of the girlcat empire that everything will be fine.

my love letter to the agenda i have abandoned abruptly once we’ve met….when the wind blows in the right direction. i hope we will meet again.

signing off,

essie (stranded at the lighthouse)

p.s. i am sure i have missed some points i hope you can forgive me and my overworked brain. unfortunately i still can’t afford a good rest.</3

p.s.2 i’m sorry you had an upsetting day. if it’s any consolation, i did too. but for no apparent reasons. i hope tomorrow goes better for you. the battle against the ducks included🦆🍗

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