tara dropped by and bought some crap...well....that's that. and thank fucking god...or someone. i'll say this about garage sales...they're bullshit. if it wasn't for the laughs and friends dropping by, i'd have lost my marbles. but as far as making any cash - that's not happening...well, not in any big sort of way. but i am happy to have less crap in my house...feels really good. i still have lots of crap but it's the crap i want to have now.
in the end, there's a lot of loonies and twoonies in my pocket and a lot less stuff...good enough...also, there's a lot happy dumpster dudes and junkies in my 'hood as i/we decided to liberate the remainder of the goods - at the end of the day - in the downtown eastside...there will be a lot of guys walking around all fucked up wearing my old t-shirts and some downtown ladies wearing some new clothes courtesy of issy, sara, joanne and mishi...
ok...i'm beat...and i have to be up at 6:45 to go and drop off the element for service, then head to chiro and then settle in at the pickle for a day selling luchedor wallets and silver goodness....
have a great week. come see me monday, tuesday or wednesday at the pickle...
g. xo
k-win came by for a look...(why it underlined that i don't know...)
the downtown dudes loves the new clothes and crap they can sell for junk..
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