Dear Pixar,

I finally saw “Up” last night.  I know, I know, I’m sorry it took so long.  I am usually so much better about rushing out to see your movies.  I hope you aren’t angry.

Anyway, what I wanted to write you to say is this: Can I please have my heart back?  It was rude how you just ripped it out of my chest like that.  I am quite attached to it, and I was hoping that you could figure out what you did with it and return it to me in a prompt and timely manner.  Surely you understand the urgency.  

Also, I did just want to bring up one other point.  You see, I’m pretty happy with my decision to never get married and to shun love in order to protect myself.  It works for me.  Could you not use your cunning to make me yearn for someone to love me so strongly long after I am gone.

I mean, that’s just not nice.

We’re not in a fight or anything.  Afterall, we’ll always have the memory of Monsters, Inc…and because of that I couldn’t be mad at you if I tried. 

I’m just saying.

Best,

Mandi