Jan 25, 2007 17:17
Meg,
Ack. I'm standing on the futon holding my cell phone and the tea strainer I was holding when it happened. I beelined outta there, managed to grab my phone from the table an jumped to the highest stable platform I could find. I listened carefully for several minutes with trembling knees. Nothing. I called Sumi (cause let's face it, it's not like I can call you anymore), but he didn't answer. So know I'm using the voice command thing to send you this email, but I've never you said it bee four so I hope it quirk stout.
I know I should put shoes on.
I was just making lunch. My free day home writing in, you know comma (yells) MY apartment, the english muffin is in the toaster and I'm about to scoop the tea into the cup when (pauses) when (pauses)
(Screams) OH GOD THERE IT IS AGAIN!!! (Heavy breathing)
Ok so maybe I've been drinking too much. But aren't DT's just visual? I HEARD it before I SAW it. I swear. It was black and rat-size and rat-looking and it ran from the recycling, across the kitchen and under the fridge. And now it just ran back. And then I thought I saw it on the corner, but that one definitely couldn't be real oh jesus oh jesus wait no delete delete delete delete all.
Hey Meg,
It's Sap. Just wanted to say hi. Still having a hard time with the quitting smoking. Miss you.
Love,
Sap.
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