We are enemies. Why can't you just recognize that it is my fate to write for the Arts and Entertainment section of the paper at BU? I don't like how you ignore me. I email you three times, and what do I get? A bunch of emails from BU Today but none from you. It's not that I have nothing to write about. I had a suggestion for an article. I just needed your approval that it would actually be printed, but no you couldn't do that. I may not look like a hipster doofus that would normally write for the arts section of a paper, but neither do you. Trust me, I know. I looked you up on facebook. So watch your back cause Comm Ave. is a dangerous place.
your worst nightmare,
Jane Horstmann
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Oh, how I miss the days where every blog post included a threat to someone. Her worst nightmare, indeed.
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