apped my hand and told me not to go through other people’s garbage. Which, yeah, but THERE’S AN ENTIRE NINTENDO 64 IN THERE. Weirder yet, I kept saying this and she wouldn’t acknowledge it and kept reiterating that whatever’s in the garbage, unless it’s a Christmas-born baby like in Tokyo Godfathers, I shouldn’t. Also talked about her strangely extensive knowledge concerning the laws here surrounding garbage, public property, expectations of privacy, etc.

So this relationship is ruined and I might as well bide my time until I meet someone else who’s not throwing away classic gaming consoles. Anyway, I got the Nintendo 64 here at home and it’s covered in some kind of hardened crimson liquid and the corner’s slightly cracked but otherwise it seems to work fine.