December 31st, 2010

I just sent this to the residents of my building

An open letter to whoever kept throwing the magnetic poetry on the floor of the elevator, and especially to the person who took a lot of it down:

You're a jerk and a party pooper and a meanie and I don't like you. Someone (and I might know who) spent a lot of time hand-crafting those words, and lots of people were enjoying them.

I hope you stub your toe every day for a month, that your favorite person forgets your birthday, and that the elevator is always on the farthest-away floor when you call it. Phbhbhttt!

Love and kisses,