the toilet in our main bathroom runs sometimes. last night, carl and i were watching tv. he came back from the bathroom and then realized the toilet might still be running.
"crap," he said. "i need to go check the trash can."
i giggled. a lot.
i am a tied-down, 36-year-old who loves life and loves random-ness. i love adventures and can hardly say no to a challenge. i love being alone, and i love meeting new people. i love writing and running and cherry coke zero. i collect dvds and shot glasses. i like to talk, and i think i'm pretty entertaining. i could be way wrong.
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