Twelve year olds have better aim than you
Jan. 30th, 2009 11:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whiski_sourI miss our old paperguy. He never missed the porch.
The last two we've had don't know seem to know what a porch is.
Wednesday when it snowed, I put on my boots, anticipating have to go out to get the paper. But no. The paper was on the porch right in front of door.
Thursday, it was on the steps.
Today, it was around the corner of the house. Yeah, I had to put my boots on for that.
He built up my spirits and then crushed them.
I hate being in such an unsatisfying relationship.
The last two we've had don't know seem to know what a porch is.
Wednesday when it snowed, I put on my boots, anticipating have to go out to get the paper. But no. The paper was on the porch right in front of door.
Thursday, it was on the steps.
Today, it was around the corner of the house. Yeah, I had to put my boots on for that.
He built up my spirits and then crushed them.
I hate being in such an unsatisfying relationship.
