Oh, and I forgot to tell you my crazy note-leaving neighbor came 'round again. Sunday night, as I enjoyed the football game around 6 p.m. I heard the "shhsshhh" of paper being slipped under my front door. Apparently dude had run out of notebook paper because I found there 2 envelopes. The first one said:
If my letter didn't turn you OFF - Give me a call 703-555-0000. Hey, it's been a week - [D]
And the second added:
My fault It's been two weeks. [D]
Oy. Dude is SERIOUSLY addled.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
"I'm not mad, I'm just sayin'."
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