Sunday, December 30, 2012

  • one pair of pants. why do i even own a pair of size 2 pants?
  • a bag of tiles and magnets. hidden on top of the refrigerator, with the late dog's collar and a less-than-stellar report card.
  • a stool. deemed unbreakable by my mother, who may not have anticipated the virulence of our vertical maneuverings.

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