Ruby Tuesday

freakin weird. I was about to start cleaning my room. I started at my table, where sits a Manila envelope box (from work) full of various papers. On top, in a corner are a bunch of post cards. I immediately remember that Melissa said she was gonna send me a postcard if she got the chance. I pondered that for a second or two. I then started to flip through the post cards. About 80-90% of them are from Portugal. WHOA. Most of them are not written on, which tells me they are prolly from my uncle, who travels a lot. He prolly bought a bunch and brought them to me after he got back from wherever he was (which was apparently Portugal). Some of them look pretty old. Anyways, I then hear the sound of the mailman and his reckless driving outside my bedroom window. I go out. And there is a postcard in the mail that looks STRIKINGLY similar to those on my desk. Just really weirded me out.