Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Belonging

Today, this conversation happened at Tiny Town:


Me: I want to put blah blah on the webpage. 

Her: There isn't room.

Me: I feel it's really important for yadda yadda reasons. 

Her: There isn't room.

Me: But I am going to have to insist. I think blah blah is that important.

Her: Fine. I'm going to buy you a blah blah and have Fuck You engraved on it. 


And it finally started to feel like home. 


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