Tonight I will be sleeping on the floor of my new studio apartment. Tomorrow the movers come.
This morning, as a parting gift (pun intended), PW, the Pantsless Wonder, greeted me outside my room with the best shot of her nylon-covered FUPA yet.
I could not count the folds. The folds, they were so many. So horrifying and so many.
Peace in your crease.
i'm a white writer. in new york. original, no? i've been blogging since october 2002. this blog picks up in october 2008, when i moved from DC to NY...(and then I moved to Maine in 2012)