14 Dec 09
What's the opposite of hoarding?
I then moved in with my girlfriend. Suddenly “me and my stuff” became “us and our stuff.” As a result, the net amount of stuff was quadrupled. She has a lot of stuff. A. Lot. Of. Stuff. And that’s perfectly fine, she likes stuff, I don’t, and somehow we make it work. Buick-and-a-pickup life became a multi-moving-truck life.
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Occasionally, it would cut to scenes of my girlfriend and I arguing about why she feels she needs to keep boxes of VHS tapes that will never be watched. Possible catch phrase: “If it don’t fit in the Buick, throw it away bu-quick!”
I’d watch it.
Go easy on Season. I am That Girlfriend, and I’m trying so hard to compromise with Dan (That Boyfriend, who is being very patient but eek). I’m sure she is, too.
Fact: my brother recently went through my room and marked most of my shit with Post-It notes that meant “I think you can get rid of this” or “I’ve never seen you touch this” or “when did you last watch these VHS tapes?”
