Jason (jcreed) wrote,
Jason
jcreed

Okay, once again I have a roof over my head.

My keys were indeed just sitting on the kitchen table where I stupidly left them, and my housemate kindly let me back into the house.

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However, just above the roof over my head, which is of course the floor of the, how you say, étage immediately above, there is a flock of girls singing "hava nagilah" at the top of their lungs. I fear I will never know why.
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