Time Flies When You're Frantic

Wow. I am in my apartment, surrounded by massive quantities of my no-longer wanted stuff. Well, it's not so much that I don't want it, it's that keeping it would be outrageously impractical. I have the following loot, should anyone want any...

Games (Scrabble, Chess, Apples to Apples, Cranium Turbo Edition (never played))
Books - lots of them, many topics
school supplies and stationary
bathroom scale
tarot cards
magazine rack
clothes
shoes
vases
small aquarium
bed (may be claimed, not sure)
couch (may be claimed, not sure)
printer
lamps (1 table, 1 standing)
a cat
etc.

I have also just received the bill for my last medical expense, and it's a whopper. Volunteering can be quite expensive. I'm still working diligently at multiple different jobs to try and save up, but as with most everything, progress is slow.

Comments

Anonymous said…

dibs on apples to apples.

also, did you insult montgomery, alabama?

T

August 8, 2007 at 5:52 PM

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