December 11th, 2003

Zero Punctuation - Demon Thing

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One of my neighbor's friends is a very lucky man.

If I had not recognized his voice in my just-woken-up-by-him-tapping-on-our-bedroom-window-incessantly stupor, I might have drawn a weapon on him.

He got the wrong window. At four in the morning. So, with five hours of sleep in me, I couldn't return to restfulness.

He owes me.
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