I thought I had it rough because my neighbors play Spanish music very loudly all day, every day. Well, at least I've never come home to a note like this, which a friend found today:
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Hey, at least it's not crack. Although, if it were, I probably would have been cut off a long time ago by a loved one, and as far as I know dealers don't take credit cards...
About Me
- AML
- Brooklyn, NY, United States
- Urban feminist fashionista career student meets suburban soccer mom in training.
my 'read' shelf:
Bloggalicious
- 3 Quarks Daily
- Al Maynard
- Around the World on my Vespa
- Cake Wrecks
- Color Me Blah
- Emily, Mark & Sam
- Fit Bottomed Girls
- Go Fug Yourself
- Hostess with the Mostess
- Jamaican in Cork
- jillypickle
- Life is Nicht si Mal
- Luca's blog
- Noah Michael Hammond
- NZ Good Life
- Overheard in NY
- Postcards From Yo Momma
- Purseuing
- Shenanigans
- Shoe Blog
- Tey in Africa
- The MacDonald Boys
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holdme!
Feeding the Addiction
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- Bob and Helen, 1965
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- merry merry
- words, randomly strung together
- fav new commercial
- done.
- Plagiarism 101
- my kind of student
- most annoying student. ever.
- howdy neighbor
- They're called "office hours" for a reason
- week from hell
- Turkey Day Redux
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