once upon a wintry day i hit a mailtruck in my way 'twas on the date of my first driving test and ever since they cause a flutter in my chest i think they've got their revenge upon me when i wait thirty minutes on my stoop to see "mr mailman, any letters for-- THREE?!?!? oh look they're all my roommate chrystie." so in an unergonomic shape a mailtruck shall deliver my fate and if it's not med, forever i shall hate that for its 3pm arrival i have to wait. ----------- ps did anyone notice that...if indeed a deluge of letters are going out today, and if they arrive on monday...well monday is april fool's. i thought that was noteworthy.