I work in a lovely building… it’s old and well-maintained… but I don’t like being in my office after dark… it’s got a quiet creepyness about it. Maybe it’s just me.
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I work in a lovely building… it’s old and well-maintained… but I don’t like being in my office after dark… it’s got a quiet creepyness about it. Maybe it’s just me.
That’s what I would do… I’d just go on thinking that there’s nothin’ there… nope… nothing but storage. Boxes of papers… and… more papers.
I hold onto old magazines and various paper bits. I like to collage and cut up paper, but I don’t do it enough to warrant the amount of paper I keep. I am often “encouraged” to toss the printed matter[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Based on true events… as they say…. and the stow away groceries? The same… with the addition of 4 Italian Squashes and a pack of Riccola throat lozenges. And no, this didn’t happen to me.