Leave my apartment this morning, there are fresh tracks in the snow, foot steps that go up the stairs, walk a bit around my door, and then walk back the way they came. No one rang the bell, or anything.
Cool! I have my own personal stalker. I always wanted me one of those. (I guess the word is out that I don't wear clothes in the apartment.)
posted by Michel @ 10:45 AM
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