So...since I'm moving apartments, I needed boxes.

Common crisis, right??

Coming from the East Coast, I'm used to getting free boxes from the local Food Lion or the Piggly Wiggly on the corner. But that was when I was boxing up little boxes with little things like erasers and tiddly winks as a kid. (I moved around a lot).

Yesterday, I needed mega-Voltron boxes. Enough to build my own Trailerpark 'O Boxes like the poor kid from last weekend's Extreme Home Makeover.

So I bought boxes. And I had to put them into my car in the mother-trucking torrential downpour LA rain.

Now my car smells like wet boxes.

My life = ruined.

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