January 24, 2010

[twentieth]


I can cook satisfying meals for myself. I can make my bed and fluff the pillows. I do a decent job cleaning the dishes. I don't claim to be a domestic diva, but why can't I master the laundry? Obviously, I need to spend more time separating out my dirty clothes before throwing them into the washing machine like ingredients to a fruitcake. This jacket is prone to getting lint stuck to it, but this is outrageous. I'm pretty sure it from the white and pink wool socks that spun around with it.

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