Monday, April 25, 2005

Weird Guy

There was a weird guy who lived across the street from me when I lived in Houston. Every night when I'd go running, I would see him huddled over his keyboard peering at the monitor on his desk.

Every night. At his computer. He was a real weird guy.

I gotta go, now.


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