idiot factory...

well...

i'm a louse. i bought a garbage can to go underneath my kitchen sink about a year ago at bb & b and was like, it's going to be great. i'm gunna have a hidden garbage can. life is going to be wonderful...

i bought it and it didn't fit underneath my sink. it was all fancy and stuff with a frame which is why it was too big. anyhow, i used the cardboard box as a table to place my badass humidifier that i also got from there for about a year and decided to return it today.

i got a little loopy.

and then i went to bb&b over to 6th ave and it was so much fun. they have the best credit policy there. i returned it a year later with no receipt and i don't even think they carry it anymore. i got like 71 bones credit for it! and at bb&b that's like cash money in your pocket because i could spend a zillion dollars there. i love that place.

anyhow. i go see dreams musical improv show at ucb and he slayyyyyed it!

then i leave and i'm having a glorious time discovering new york streets fully loopy and then i'm like ha ha ha!!! ha ha ha! ha ha ha!

and then i'm like wtf is this piece of trash in my pocket! no need for this silly trash in my pocket! yuk yuk yuk!

and i proceeded to gaily toss it from my life into the nearest garbage receptacle.

and of course it was the cash money in my pocket from bb&b.

fuck.

sucks. major. dick.

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adam quan must be some sorta badass...