damn that store room!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2009.07.30
Tonight Mari asked me, "Did you take those [crackers] from the store-room?"
me; "Um, yes."
Mari; "I was planning on sending those to my friend in Singapore."
me; "Oh."
Mari; "It's okay, I needed the box you threw out last week to send them."
me; "I see."