Ever since I can remember, I’ve been bugging my mom to get rid of some of the bushels of random crap that they have stored around the houses. After I moved to Moscow and discovered the wonderful value in having almost no stuff, I have been positively asshole-ish about it. My procedure for getting rid of stuff has constantly been either (a) throw it away; or (b) find a local second-hand store/charity that actually gives back to the community (like the Salvation Army) and give the excess shit to them. Unlike me, however, Mom decided to get rid of her excess crap through that great American tradition: the yard sale.
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Jun 29 2004
I knew it, I’m surrounded by assholes
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