To: Aubrey Plaza
From: Albert Hammond Jr.
Well, well, well... We meet again... I think the last two I was in bed, yes, but I wasn't lying completely flat... Aziz is in my apartment but since you guys are close... You did after all give him your blood in a vial...
Yeah… yeah, that’s true (shudder). Here’s a nice little NYU alumni mag piece about Aziz and Aubrey, too! No blood involved. Ew.
or was it corn syrup? Always get that confused... That’s so exciting! What play? Of course you’re nervous—you’re alive aren't you? Haha... It would be very boring if you didn’t get that rush... Yeah, I know right? It almost feels like we are just writing to each other with someone else watching... A voyeuristic email... Everything is voyeuristic nowadays... We are all voyeuristic junkies... Wanting everything now... Well, you are going to have to tell me where to play or at least where to eat... I’ve been only once, ages ago...How did it make you feel in Wayne’s World when they did the bit about being in Delaware?
I'm an only child so I know exactly what you mean... I did the same... Even though I grew up in Los Angeles I was deep in the valley in the hills and spent a lot of time enjoying my own company... I wonder if there is a playlist somewhere with all the songs that have States as titles...
I had two dogs but my parents took them to help me out a few years back and fell in love with them... I lift weights... I wanna look like a superhero musician... Play cool music... Star in action movies... Open a restaurant and ride motorcycles and scuba dive... Do you have pets?
Oh shit, I didn’t answer the first part... Please come to the show... Let me know when and I’ll put you on the list.
Albert
aka AHJ
aka Francis Trouble
P.P.P.S. So do we basically get to know each other here and never speak again? I feel like I’m in a futuristic movie. Can I be Harrison Ford in this movie, please?