Every five or so seconds the building is sort of rumbling. Sort of earthquaky. Maybe it's just thunder? Maybe the sisters (not using slang, literally sisters. As in nuns) next door are going full steam ahead with their construction. All I know is that this is an old building. And when it feels like it's shaking a little...I don't like it so much.
Is there such a thing as casual friday for the postal workers? Because I swear my mailman just showed up in a tank top (with some kind of hokey surfery print on it) and shorts.
Still rumbling and shaking over here. Ooh, that last one was scary and long. If the building falls on me, blame it on the sisters.
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