.yas ot gnihton

Hi. No time! I’m moving. Or cleaning before moving. I had a date tonight with shelfpaper. It was so great, we’re going out again tomorrow. People in the building have welcome signs and xmas wreaths on their doors. I’m thinking I want this on mine. Oknight.Jenni

shut up when i’m talking to you

…and I’ve been wearing the same clothes for two days. I don’t know why. You know, you open the closet and you say, ‘hey, clothes!’ and you put them on and that’s the last you really think about it. So they’re a little worn in. I’m unfancy. There’s a lot to catch up on since Monday. Monday! What was that, ...

yes, bedbugs.

I have been asked to write you a post, moyi druzhki. So here goes. Today, I rushed home all rosy-cheeked and stanky from the gym, took a seat at my command post, and summoned City Pages to find me an apartment. I called the number of the very first one I found in the appropriate neighborhood, and fifteen minutes later, ...

you could be my unintended

Oh say, can you see? Friday was so so strange. Twas Michael’s last day, as previously mentioned. He was sick with tuberculosis or something. Micci went home after a couple hours in the office with what she figured was probably an ulcer. Me, I spent my lunch sitting on the front stairs, crying into the phone. Then Pam came up ...