styro:

outofcharactersuburb:

So last night Randy’s perusing Craigslist because that’s his primary hobby, right, and he stumbles across this cast iron doll head mold that he HAS TO HAVE. Seriously. Can’t STFU about the doll head mold. So I email the guy and I’m all, “Hey, you still have the creepy as fuck doll head mold? Because my husband apparently can’t live without it now so I want to thank you for that, for fucking up my life and one room of my house, and I also want to maybe talk price a little bit.”

So he emails me back and we get down to the gritty and I agree to pay him $150 for one doll head mold because a) it’s rare that Randy expresses an interest in something tangible that I can actually afford, and b) I got him the extremely banal gift of tinted car windows for Christmas except I never actually got the windows tinted and now it’s February.

But! Now the goddamn doll head guy has disappeared. I’m sitting around with $150 cash money so I can go pick this thing up from what I’m assuming is the other side of the STATE, obviously, because that’s how Craigslist WORKS- you never contact anyone on Craigslist only to come to the happy realization that the guy lives across the street, no, you always have to take a day off work and pack a goddamn COOLER to go pick up whatever it is you think you need- and the guy hasn’t called me back!

I forget my point.

Erin makes me laugh like I’m drunk.

Erin is the perfect spouse. And I completely sympathize with Randy’s unbelievable need for a cast iron doll head.