i was sitting on the futon, watching the view, eating that container of fried rice and getting geared up to go outside and brave the sunshine when there was a knock at my door. my first thought was “ack! if it’s the landlord, where are my cigarettes?” i opened the door and this package falls against my toes. “chapters? i didn’t order anything from chapters,” i thought. after a quick chat with the mailman, i checked my mailbox and there’s another package from chapters. “what the fuck?”
i came back in, and ripped open the cardboard. the first contained a fight club video, the second had fight club the novel. i was perplexed and thrilled. inside the book was a gift card which read:
To Heather:
Thank you again for my site – I love it!
xoxo,
Buttercup
paige, you made what could have been a dismal day absolutely brilliant with your generosity. i can’t thank you enough. but, i do know what i’ll be doing tonight…
i am jack’s irrepressible joy.
Oooo, goody!!! That was so nice!!! I watched Fight Club again this weekend and it just gets better and better.
i have it on DVD. :P~~~
on a long enough time line, everyone’s chance of survival is reduced to zero.
damn it, look at what I started. again.
look how scott tried to overcompensate for his not receiving a present by announcing his possession of it on dvd. pfft. i have the video AND the book!
hehe. =)
I have fluid.
in your big, beefy man-tits?
eew. beefy man-tits?
ew.
ScoPi, ScoPi had bitch tits.