After last night's breakdown.

After blogging through some rage last night, I called my Super to complain about the no hot water. He comes up to my apartment, turns on the water, waits a couple of minutes and the damned hot water came on!!! How did he do that? I felt silly.

Then, Caliope ate a little dog food. After I yelled and begged with her to eat something. And on the way out last night this man stopped me - I'm almost 100% positive he's one of the "suspects" listed in the letter. He also asked me about it. He agreed with me that we didn't think it came from the management company. I have to believe they have a spell check for that kind of thing. And we think it came from someone inside the building. He was much nicer then the lady earlier who somehow blames me for the crime for calling the police on her children, because I'm wasting the fuzz's time with my silly complaint of a PARTY IN THE HALLWAY!?!??! However, I do think the suspect man sort of thought I might have been the one to send it. I had already had a little too much wine, so I was way friendlier then usual, so I either eased his fear - or he's coming to kill me later.Got a nice little weekend planned....