Sunday, July 13, 2008

Came home to a pitch black house. Went upstairs, hopeful after a night
of tension and fights between good friends.
One light on in the whole house...highlighting the living room coffee
table. There's a fortune from my fortune cookie (that I forgot to eat
last night) sitting in the middle of the table.
It says: 'you are goning to take a vacation'
(spelling error as reads from the slip of paper.)
see you when I get back from the beach, I leave friday morning.
Later gator.

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