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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi My freaking neighbors
07/17/2004 10:32 p.m.
Ok. So. I ordered a backpack online a few months ago, and waited for it for about a month. I never got it. I called and they said they delivered it, but they sent me a new one. A few minutes ago, I looked out the window and saw a guy who lives in my sixplex wearing the exact backpack I ordered. So, it's either a huge coincidence that a guy in my building ordered the same backpack (Which is actually designed for women) or
HE FUCKING STOLE MY FUCKING MAIL
Needless to say, I'm super pissed and tempted to say "Hey, nice backpack. You know, I ordered the EXACT same one and NEVER GOT IT! YOU DIRTY THEIF!"
But my neighbors are pretty ghetto, I'm kind of afraid. Maybe I will take secret revenge to release my anger. Maybe something like putting something really smelly in their car. yeah, good plan. I have a can of tuna.
It's all karma.
I am currently trying to battle my rage I am listening to modest mouse
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