A Letter to Bryan

Dear Bryan,
I'd like to think that I've treated you pretty well over the years. We've had our ups and downs, and you keep me pretty well-fed between graduating law school. I'm starting to think that we may have bitten off more than we can chew. I thought we'd kick Jay's ass in this competition, cause who knew he could go days without eating. Between this and the bar exam, I'm getting a little exhausted.
I guess the point of this letter is to decide if we should think about resigning from the contest. Quitting now might sound bad, but not as bad as if we go through to completion and still lose handily. I mean look at what happened when Jay beat us in HORSE. I stayed in bed for a week. And on top of that you want to play poker this week? I'm just stretched a little bit thin here.
If you want to keep going through with this I understand, but could you give me a little boost to keep me going. Maybe we could get real dressed up and go to a skeezy mall and see how many girls (guys?) will give us their number. I heard there are some ten year olds playing basketball a few blocks away. Do you think they want to play a pick-up game? Maybe some senior citizens who are legally blind and in the early stages of dementia need a fourth for their weekly golf game. Just something to keep me occupied while Jay destroys us in the competition. Well thanks for listening.

Sincerely,
Your ego.