Wasn't that the one dubbed Cock Ring Ken?
I remember that! In college we ran across in in a late-bored troll of Walmart. I didn't even know what a cock ring was until then. My friend shrieked the title out. Ah, the toy aisle and college students.
I had other stuff, but it was buried under MY FUCKING ONE FUCKING YEAR FUCKING OLD FUCKING A/C decided to quit cooling sometime today. FUCK.
I put a call in and a very nice gentleman named Francisco just stopped by to change the filter and recharge the freon. ONE FUCKING YEAR.
It better FUCKING WORK.
I did lose the old futon mattress tonight. I swear, a day can't just be good lately. There's got to be some sort of payback.
< smallest> I think it is working.
Or maybe not. Can't tell yet.
I have to say, it is lovely sitting here on my front porch right now -- nice breeze, happy puppy playing in the yard (translation: puppy is digging up my garden and I'm pretending not to see her)
Hey Sparky!
It was, indeed, lovely out tonight. We spent a couple of hours in the park with no fear of heat stroke. verra niiiice.
This weekend's workshop is "Polite in the Park." Did you see the email?
Oh sara. Seriously? I'm sorry.
If you can't tell if it's working, it's not working.
aurelia, you still around? I could do dinner tomorrow. I may work from home Friday so I don't want to commit to anything then.
I don't know how long it takes the compressor to make up for lack of freon pressure. It IS putting out cooler air (best it could do before was 78) ...but it is also getting cooler outside. So who the fuck knows.
I am beginning to doubt that working A/C is allowed in your area of B'More.
