I just spent about thirty minutes in a bathroom stall at work writing a letter out to my dad explaining my flawed logic and my resultant flawed situation, and asking that he allow my grandma to float me some scratch. I'll have to call him today and read it to him over the phone and eight-hundred sixty miles.
In more bien news, this is the only thing stressing me out. Everything else is actually pretty awesome. I just hope this can get taken care of soon.
- David
I'm getting to be a pretty good Touch Detective.
Hmm, I just want to say that any post that starts with "I just spent about thirty minutes in a bathroom stall" can be pretty scary.
ReplyDeletePish, that's where all my best writing/video game action happens!
ReplyDeleteI'm horrified to ask how you got that picture because I know that bathroom stall. It's not all that big.
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