looks like the underwear picker from earlier is the winner and is still going through my bags...
i feel like we now know each other quite well.
great.
t-minus 35 minutes til the garbage truck comes... the thing is, Picky MacFurkle is still hovering and i have more trash to throw out... (garbage dudes come only on monday and thursday mornings)
see, you won't have this sort of excitement to read about once i move to mom's... there's a dumpster there... no homeless... and no rummaging.
(of course, i left the camera at the office... would have been nice to have had a looksee at all of my trashfriends.)

