Friday, May 14, 2004

You know what would have probably been a good idea when mailing huge boxes of clothes to myself and giving out my summer address to people? Providing an apartment number. Oh well, it's not like the postman in D.C. is going to do anything but dump my stuff in front of the mailboxes in the building anyway.

Edit: once again, I survive through the kindness of others; the post office had not sent the parcels yet and the clerk agreed to scrawl the omitted number on the boxes. *sigh of relief*
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