Whoever did the cutesy shave-and-a-haircut "i'm your friend" type of knock on my door today at around 5:00 I'm so sorry if it was something important. My place was trashed because I'm packing, and by packing I mean, exploding embarrassing crap & garbage everywhere. And I was naked because it's SO FREAKIN' HOT in my apartment. And I didn't know if you were a door to door beggar I wanted to avoid, or a mass murderer escaped from azkaban, so, there was all that to consider...:)
Do people not make social appointments anymore? Or am I totally the freaky hermit cat lady?...
July 24 2005, 09:30:04 UTC 6 years ago
escaped from azkaban
Yay. you are awesome i love you.