The Habitrail


Well, DUH.
April 15, 2002, 10:59 am
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So we had a BBQ over the weekend (and I got a little reddish around the face) so Ken was in town. He used this opportunity to pack his stuff and pile it in the corner so Kirstin can actually live in the room. In the pile of mail was a slip for a registered mail that was waiting at the post office, which he signed for me to pick up.

So, this morning I wasn’t quite awake, and decided to stop by the post office to pick up the letter (as it is on the way to work). As I approached the post office, I saw what appeared to be a line coming out the back. A light bulb suddenly appeared over my head.. Abort abort abort!

The letter can wait until tomorrow.

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thanks

yeah it can wait… if you see a line going out the door, bail. i always HATED the sunnyvale post office… major suxors lines.

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