July 8th, 2003

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Earlier this morning, my doorbell rang, so I scurried downstairs to see who it was. It turned out to be a pair of Mormons, which I don't think I've had before (usually I get Jehovah's Witnesses, although I haven't even gotten them since the day I got two sets of JWs in the same day -- the second set were very embarrassed and told me that that is never supposed to happen).

The Mormons asked if they could come in and talk about the Book of Mormon, but I told them I was working and didn't have time. They asked if they could come back later and I asked them not to.

I didn't tell them that the reason I came to the door so quickly was because I was hoping they were the mailman bringing my copy of My Ass Is Bleeding, but maybe I should have.