Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Looking at my life being packed away in boxes yet again. It make me reflect on many things. Mainly one thought goes through my head. How in the HELL did i get all of this crap into on room. One of the unknown mysteries of the universe. I think i have come to a conclusion. There is a temperal displacement within each woman's closet. You never see the back of it you just know that there is enough room for a few more things. Then when it comes time to move. BOOM!!!! You see the reality of it. You are a pack rat and you need more boxes. Well this pack rat is almost fully comtained.... now to pack the last item. 1 cat with very sharp claws. Pack Rat is thinking Nyquil in the kibble.