Whoever was last in the bathroom here at work left me precious little
to work with. Two lonely squares. Of thin, cheap stuff, too. No
extras in the cabinet, and the paper towels are a fair distance to
waddle to. Two squares. Even a conservative girl like me can't work
with two squares.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Two lonely squares
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1 comment:
how poetic.
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