Craigslist is my new boyfriend

I heart you craigslist. You never let me down. When I wanted to buy a TV, months and months ago, you surprised me with a ten dollar Lynitron whose only fault was the lack of a remote control. And just this past week, when I decided to get a big-ass TV for the livingroom, you came through again, providing me with a fully functioning 27" Toshiba that set me back a whopping $25. It is to you that I turn when I need to find used electronic equipment for cheap, furniture for Randy's and my platonic love-nest, and ads for classes that I may never take, but never tire of imagining myself actually taking, i.e. http://www.bellaberetta.com.

Craigslist, let's make out on my couch when Randy's not home. I'll make you peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches and won't even make fun of you for not wanting to eat the crusts (even though you do have to admit, that's kind of gay).

Come on, baby. Mama needs a new VCR.