I am so pissed off right now. Last night Dwight came over at around midnight. I was already in bed when I heard the doorbell. I asked him what the hell he wanted and he asked to come in. The only reason I let him in is because he is my roommates childhood friend, however they are on their honeymoon in Jamaica. The problem with this guy is he's a hard core crankster. He is always wacked out on drugs. So I let him in and ask him what he wants. He said he just got off the phone with Francisco and he had given him permission to borrow his electric shaver. I expressed some doubt being that Francisco is in Jamaica. But Dwight said that Francisco told him exactly where the shaver was and if I doubted his story to go look and if it wasn't exactly where he said it was he would leave without it. I went into my roommates room and sure enough the razor was exactly where Dwight said it was going to be. So I gave it to him and he left.
Well, The Funk just called me and told me that Dwight was in jail. Apparently his car hasn't been registered or smogged for 3 years and he has a warrent out for his arrest. The chances of getting the electric razor back are slim to none.
What is really pissing my off is that Francisco is going to come back and deny that he let Dwight borrow the razor and make me buy him a new one. On top of that he will say he had an expensive ass one because he loves to get over on people like that. I am so fuckin' pissed.
10:24 a.m. - 2002-08-15
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