No that won't do.
It is now tossed over my shoulder where dozens of others similar to it have found their resting place...

This will not do.

BOTHER!

Why do these things have to be so complicated and difficult. I sigh once more, and begin again.

Dear Carl,
You ungrateful wretch. How could you be so cruel. Do you not know what you have done to me? Could you not tell that I loved....

ARRRRGGGG!

I go bust, Carl doesn't mind.
Odd chap, Carl.
And all's well that ends well? Maybe...

Dear Carl....

I fall asleep.