Harriet Miers is out of the running now, thank god, but she certainly will not be forgotten in this series of correspondence between herself and GWB over several years.

If you don’t feel like visiting, here’s the general jist:

HM: You are so cool!
GB: No, you are!
HM: No, you are!
GB: No, you are!
HM: No way, you are so much cooler than me!
GB: Aww, stop! You’re making me blush.
HM: But you’re cute when you blush, you know.
GB: You’re so sweet.
HM: No, you are!
GB: No, you are!
HM: No, you are!