May 2009

As I pulled up to my house tonight I noticed there was a little orange piece of paper in between my screen on my door. From afar it looked like a UPS slip. For the 30 seconds between the time I parked, got out of the car, and walked up to my door I thought I had a parcel waiting for me at the North Park Postal Office. But no. It wasn’t a parcel. It was a fruit basket. A note that said “SORRY WE MISSED YOU!” Please call Mon-Sat before 8pm to schedule another delivery. Well, I felt like some fruit so I called right then.
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Two ladies who met while playing bunco at their friend Susan’s apartment discuss the possibility of love. [click to continue…]

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