the sister picks up her journal -- for a purpose.
Normally I go to my roommate for my concerns, but, um, I don't think Velvet can actually help this time around. Sorry, honey.
I think I need some big tough men. The Hirschfeld is getting rid of a lot of the junky props and broken furniture that we can't use anymore, and I've received the epic task of dealing with all of it. I, er, need to get these chairs and tables and lamps and feather boas and god-knows-what-else to the pawn shop, and then to the Salvation Army afterwards. I've borrowed a van from a friend, but does someone out there not mind lifting heavy things?
I can't exactly pay you for it, but I can keep you company with what's hopefully good banter. And pay for coffee afterwards, or something. Oh, I don't know. I figured that with all of the propositions and accusations and invites flying around on these things, I might as well use it for a good cause.
I think I need some big tough men. The Hirschfeld is getting rid of a lot of the junky props and broken furniture that we can't use anymore, and I've received the epic task of dealing with all of it. I, er, need to get these chairs and tables and lamps and feather boas and god-knows-what-else to the pawn shop, and then to the Salvation Army afterwards. I've borrowed a van from a friend, but does someone out there not mind lifting heavy things?
I can't exactly pay you for it, but I can keep you company with what's hopefully good banter. And pay for coffee afterwards, or something. Oh, I don't know. I figured that with all of the propositions and accusations and invites flying around on these things, I might as well use it for a good cause.