The Demolition of the Couch
Dec. 24th, 2008 02:26 amWe've all had them at one time or another. The Couch. *That* Couch. The Dog Couch. The Crash Couch. And, in the lives of all such couches, a time arrives when patience is at an end, and the inconvenience of continued ownership finally overwhelms the momentum of complacency.
So there I was.
But, I decided, I wasn't going to just stick the fucker out on the curb and wait for the next big pickup. We have enough crap in our landfills already, and although I've made great progress in limiting my Mountain of Garbage contribution in daily life, I'm still just as guilty as anyone else of letting the Big Items head off to ecological oblivion.
This time, I decided, it would be different.
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So there I was.
But, I decided, I wasn't going to just stick the fucker out on the curb and wait for the next big pickup. We have enough crap in our landfills already, and although I've made great progress in limiting my Mountain of Garbage contribution in daily life, I'm still just as guilty as anyone else of letting the Big Items head off to ecological oblivion.
This time, I decided, it would be different.
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