A Study In Paperwork
07 June 2010 at 5:53 pm
I put an offer in on a house on Saturday, and immediately after, called my mother to fix all the mistakes I made in the process. She did so, instantly, and with aplomb.
I spent the rest of the day in hiding, taking cautious inhalations and deliberate exhalations, panicking and calming myself with rationale and focaccia.
"What's the worst that could happen!" I cliched glibly, and then I realized it should have been a question. "No, seriously, tell me: what is the worst thing that could happen?"
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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.