12/12/07
Dead Plant Wilting
I kill plants. All plants. Not intentionally. But everytime my signif buys me a plant, I water it and it dies.
In my last apartment, I kept a brown plant because I was ashamed to admit I had murdered it. As long as there was one green(ish) leaf, I held out hope for resurrection.
I now own a poinsettia. It's wilting. My signif just emailed to remind me to give it water.
I emailed back to remind him to kiss it goodbye.
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