another trashboy rummaging through my stuff... yep, i muttered out the window "nothing in the bags, buddy, keep it moving"
(basically because i have old underwear in there and it skeeves me out that he's in that bag tearing things apart *shudder*)
he responds... "i'll tie it up nice and neat - no problem"
ah screw it, tie it up, take the old hanes her way drawers and get the hell out of here. - no, i didn't say that... but come on.
i think i have some papers with my identity on them...
so, the creep has my identity as well as my dna now.
great.
the day is starting out lovely... or is it ending lovely? i have yet to go to bed.
boxes upon boxes are piling up... this is good. the plan is at least to box the stuff on my bed up so i can lay down and nap.

