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Thursday, Feb. 17, 2005 | link
Dear Drunk Man who yelled "you don't have to be SCARED of me, shit" at me as I crossed the street to avoid you,
Wouldn't you say that the very fact that you yelled at me, for a good half a block -- while, I believe, grabbing your crotch? -- indicates the wisdom of a person crossing the street to stay out of your vacinity circa midnight on a dark, quiet street? However wise such evasive action might have been, that wasn't even the case with me: I actually, merely had business on the other side of the street.
I think if you take a moment to ponder the situation, you might just see the irony of it all. Please let me know how that goes!
Loving you from here,