You did nothing. They just don't deliver except in Seascape.
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Uh. I am the worst sock collector. Why is it not still somebody else's job to facillitate my living/enjoying my life?
Speaking of, I didn't move to my current abode to not have Chinese food delivered to me when I want it (and am willing to pay). I could still be living in the hills in a tin can with horses.
I guess I just had my dreams shattered again. You start out life thinking "no one delivers food to my house" and then some person tricks you into thinking there is a glimmering hope (only to dash said hope into the briny depths).
You ask yourself "What did I do to deserve this?" Only a hungry silence answers you.
Please deliver spicy eggplant with tofu to: Tumblr, Facebook, and Twitter.
Of the Shattered Dreams