Thursday, July 15, 2004

My Joy Was Premature

How in the name of dog do you lose one cushion from a couch? Especially when said couch has been wrapped in plastic wrap, like a giant plastic mummy?

They found a way. They also busted up an end table that was hand made by an ex and me. Perhaps not a high monetary value, but then again, how do you place a value on sentiment.

Watching and listening to them re-assemble my platform bed was highly amusing though.

I guess that "lie on the couch all weekend and watch movies" thing is gonna have to wait.


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