I can’t believe I actually agreed to this, and yet here I am, writing to you. You know this is ridiculous right? If you call me every day, how am I supposed to have anything left to tell you by the time I write you letters? Still, I’m humouring you, just like you asked.

Ohio is as boring as ever. Now that you’ve left I’m going to have to rethink my audition piece for summer theatre. It’s kind of impossible to sing both parts of I’ll Cover You alone. Still, I plan on making them sit up and take notice as soon as I open my mouth. No more Mr Nice Kurt. I am getting the lead this year, so help me.

Carole came home all excited today about a fashion class that they’re running at the university this summer. I’ll tell you all about it later, but it might be interesting. One can never have too much fashion. The fact that anyone in Ohio has any interest in fashion at all astounds me so perhaps I’ll go just to see who turns up. I’ll drag Rachel with me if I go, that girl could do with a fashion class or two. I love her, but really.

I hope those monsters are behaving now. I can’t help but say I told you so. If those kids are anything like you, you’re going to have your hands full for the next few weeks. Just try not to let anyone die and I think you’ll be good. And do let me know how that science experiment with the bears turns out, I can’t wait for that one.

I think that’s all of the news from the ever interesting Lima. I really do miss you, Blaine. It’s so weird without you here. I actually think I stayed indoors for three days straight last week. Good for the complexion but definitely not good for the soul. If I’m not careful, Dad’s going to have me out working in the shop again. The work I can handle, but the grease… Ugh.

I can’t wait to see you. When is Parent’s Day? Maybe I can convince Dad to let me come. I’d like that a lot.

I love you,

Your Kurt xxx