7:47 p.m.	Rude awakening	2003-10-08
Reaped	Just when you think it can get any worse... ...but let's let the emails tell the story. From: da weez Sent: Wed 10/8/2003 7:38 PM To: weezdaddy Subject: the reason you couldn't call me... Was my phone & wallet were stolen Tuesday night. Stupid drunk *crab*(hereby referred to for now and eternity as THE EX) forgot to lock the front door when he heaved his monstrous stinking corpse over the threshold at 4 in the morning, so some crackheads had a field day with my personal possessions. Try me tomorrow after 6pm your time on the land line� Hope everything�s well in sunny Florida. Killer dude. xoxo me So how's that for just desserts? Fuck it. This is what i'm talking about. The raison d'etre for all of this bullshit. Retribution, ha! I spit on your anemic little face. So now, again to drink, and perchance to dream.	Sown
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