black belt
I am now a black belt! hooray! another life goal down. Not that I'm really keeping track. My last life goal that I met was bowling over 100 with my left hand. I don't even have a concrete list of life goals. Something like "become fluent in another language" (slowly chipping away at that) and "publish a novel" (oh dear).
Someone stuffed my garbage can full of undelivered newspapers. Like, rolled up, rubber banded and inside plastic baggies. My garbage is full of them, there must be a hundred in there. So now I get to call the city and the newspaper company tomorrow, ugh. My mom suspects some paper boy got sick of his job and quit mid route and decided to hide the evidence in my garbage. What an annoyance.
Someone stuffed my garbage can full of undelivered newspapers. Like, rolled up, rubber banded and inside plastic baggies. My garbage is full of them, there must be a hundred in there. So now I get to call the city and the newspaper company tomorrow, ugh. My mom suspects some paper boy got sick of his job and quit mid route and decided to hide the evidence in my garbage. What an annoyance.