| Subject: latest household gossip |
| From: Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> |
| Date: 1/16/10, 02:56 |
| To: Catalina Saldaña <cat.salda@gmail.com> |
Was talking to Mirna today (not Miriam), and apparently Scott - who met Mirna exactly once for about five minutes when she was about to leave after having stayed at my place for the weekend, coincidentally the morning after he was deposited here by Melvin - has been hitting on her via Facebook for the last two months. Subtle stuff like, "Hey, wanna hang out?", except misspelled. She never responded to him but he nonetheless kept sending her messages over and over again.
I've bitten the bullet and will be working for Miriam in the kitchen of the Illustrator's Guild starting at the end of the month in order to earn whatever money I need to pay the landlord. So, this is a suicide note, I guess. You can have my bedroom furniture. It all matches.
Give my regards to the baby who may or may not hate you. Try making funny noises at it. If you've already tried that, make funnier noises.