Wednesday, January 18, 2006


So I bought bunk beds off of craigslist a few weeks ago. I got everything but the rail for the top bunk when I picked up the bed, originally. Today I went to claim the final piece.

I was trying to find the Oregon State Trooper's house for the third time, from memory, after of couple weeks not having been there. Why did I got to the WRONG HOUSE and actually knock on the door??? Thank GAWD no one was home at the WRONG HOUSE. Phew. It was such a close call to sheer, utter embarrassment.


Blogger Brian Moon said...

You might have met someone at the "wrong house".

Would that have made it the "right house"?

2:31 PM  
Blogger erraberra said...

Define "someone" and maybe we can talk. :-)

2:32 PM  

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