Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Paltry Offerings

I can’t remember anything that happened yesterday. It has been wiped from my memory like chalk from a black board. According to Doug I rang my ever helpful housing officer and confronted her. I asked her what was so special about the woman living above me and why she was being protected. I am being visited on Friday. My mother is coming down earlier than planned to sort this thing out. Then I will be whisked away to my home town where I will spend Christmas with mountains of gifts. Amnesia is such an inconvenence. Whole chapters of my life have disappeared because of this. And not the right ones either.

Back to wrapping my paltry offerings in gold paper…


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