Saturday, February 19, 2011

absurdities of day to day life.

Yesterday, my roommate, Andrew, alerted me to the fact that there was some dog shit on his balcony. I thought, that's odd...why would Luna  choose his balcony to go? I was home all day--she would have just let me know she had to go in her normal fashion. Or if anything, she would have gone up to the roof.


As it turns out, there is a bag of shit hanging in the tree over Andrew's balcony. What does this mean? Someone took the effort to throw it up there from the street, wtf. The real question is, WHY? Someone trying to mess with the foreigners? Hmm.

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