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Wednesday - 11:20 p.m.

I have been sitting here in my apartment, listening to my neighbor's barking dogs and trying to stop my nose from bleeding ever since I got home this evening which was about an hour and a half ago.

Elkie and I hung out this morning and I made her leave the letter that I found in the trunk that Shannon left me in her will with me before she left. She didn’t want to, but I insisted.

Elkie told me not to read it, and I told her that I wouldn't. I told her that I didn't want to read it. I told her that I was going to put the letter back inside the trunk that Shannon left me in her will. Elkie told me again not to read it, only a lot more sternly than before when she had told me not to read it. She told me to put bags of cement in the truck and then throw it in the river and to make sure the letter was inside. Then she told me again very forcefully not to read the letter.

I told her I wasn't going to have time to read it because I had to go to work at the record store today and then I was going to go to the Beth Orton show tonight with Daria as a goodbye present before she moves to kind of France or wherever. I told her that I would be either tired or drunk after the concert and would probably just go to sleep when I got home, which by the way, was over an hour ago.

Elkie begged me not to read the letter. I told her that if I was going to read anything, it was going to be the eleven articles about The Southside Stalker that someone had stuck to my door with blue pushpins yesterday.

However, my neighbor's dogs have not been barking nonstop since I returned, and it has been difficult to doze off.

Recently I had learned how to drift to sleep even when they are on all night bark frenzy. Because of this, the other night they didn't bark after one in the morning, and I actually had trouble falling asleep without the noise. I lay in bed and stared into the dark until they began barking again around three a.m. I actually kind of miss the barking at times.

So, to combat the reliably unreliable schedule of their barks; I set up a tape recorder by my far wall in order to catch the sounds of their barking and avoid another sleepless night, and then sat down to read the eleven articles about The Southside Stalker someone tacked to my front door the other day.

Now, as it turns out, I won't need the tape. I don't think I will ever be able to sleep again.

You see, after I finished the stalker articles there was nothing good on TV, so I read the note that I found in the trunk that Shannon left me in her will.

I shouldn't have.

Elkie's going to be mad at me when she finds out.

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