Thursday, August 25, 2011

Welcome to 1995

I was helping my mom clean out a room in the house earlier today when I found a stack of continuous printer paper in a box.  WHOA FLASHBACK!  Remember all the fun things we would do with the perforated edges?  (or was it just me because I was lame like that?)

The discovery begs the question--why in the world have we saved this stack of paper for over ten years? We don't even have a printer to use it anymore.  Actually, as I type that, I have a premonition that the dead carcass of our old printer is probably hidden somewhere in the house, too.

So this is where my inability to throw anything away comes from....

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