Who needs chocolates and roses? The little things mean so much.
Posted by Lauren | Under Love: The Kind You Clean Up With A Mop and Bucket with 73 views Saturday Dec 23, 2006It’s not so much that I have a new book to read over the break; it’s the fact that it’s a book from him. He took the time to order one of his favorite books and send it all the way here. To me!!! <3
I’m grinning and giggling like a twelve-year old schoolgirl. I can’t remember the last time I felt this touched. This is the best Christmas present ever.
Roger: I hate import and export laws. Why the hell do you have to declare what you send to people anyway? As long as it’s not illegal.
Me: I know. It’s a total invasion of privacy.
Roger: Fuckheads.
Me: You know what we should do? We should blow up all the post offices and mailboxes in the world as a form of protest.
Roger: But what if one of my packages is in there?
Me: Well you can grab the package before the post office explodes in a big ball of fire.
Roger: Maybe I’ll have other packages waiting too.
Me: Just run in and find them before the bomb explodes, damnit.
Roger: Nah, too lazy.
Me: Then once all the post offices and mailboxes in the world are blown to pieces, we can establish a new mailing system. With you and me as king and queen. Anyone who disagrees with our laws will be beheaded.
Roger: Or we could just move together somewhere so we don’t have to send each other stuff.
That works out too. That works out. ![]()
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