After my 9 am American Literature exam this morning I decided that it was about time I reacquainted myself with the garbage cans on our porch.
Nicole emailed me the other day requesting the food receipts for Buy Nothing Day. Fortunately I cleaned out my purse a few weeks ago and disposed of said receipts so I was able to give purpose to my rummaging in the much neglected garbage. After sifting through piles of rotten banana peels and expired sour cream mixed with discarded notes from completed exams and sopping wet milk bags I found the prize I paid for with great price.
I never thought that I would be so thankful for my empty stomach which kept the acidic vomit curdling down below from traveling northward, or for the foresight of my roomates who let the garbage from three weeks past accumulate outside the front door for my future benefit. Basically what I'm trying to say is Nicole, I have your receipts and.... my hands smell like garbage. The TV is right, it truly is A Wonderful Life.
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you poor girl. the teevee is never right. why haven't you destroyed it yet?
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