So, tonight, I have this box to ship, right? Okay. Having very carefully printed out my UPS label and taped it within an inch of its papery little life, I saddled up the Jeep and drove over to drop off said box at the store on 75th by the BP, which I’ve passed a million and twelve times because it’s also next to the Starbucks I've gone to almost every morning for the past six months...and which is...of course...a FedEx-Kinko’s.
Damn it.
Sometimes all the red hair dye in the world isn’t quite enough to negate the fact that the color growing in is still, in fact, blonde.
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