If the plumber was supposed to be here sometime this evening, and it's now 9, can I safely assume that he's not going to be here?
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yes.
Also, he sucks.
eta: I mean, if he was going to be that late but still show up, I'd expect him to call first.
I'm still not entirely sure what he's fixing. The super said that there's a seal on my toilet that came loose, and it's not noticible from my apartment, but it's making water leak into the apartment beneath mine. My dishwasher is also leaking, but my landlord needs to come look at that before she'll call anyone about that. I think the dishwasher just needs one part replaced, and I can point to the part, but she thinks the whole dishwasher needs to be replaced.
The super said that there's a seal on my toilet that came loose, and it's not noticible from my apartment, but it's making water leak into the apartment beneath mine.
Just FYI, when that happened to me it ended with half my bedroom wall torn down. Or not down, exactly, but with a giant gaping hole like 4 feet across. Which they fixed. Eventually.
Is it wrong that this statement made me do my loud donkey laugh?
Nope!
Zenkitty was hospitalized for PULMONARY EMBOLISM (CTC GRADE 3). Both study drugs were interrupted in response to this event, which resolved the next day. The investigator considered the event of pulmonary embolism to be UNRELATED to the patient's BMI, citing Mountain Dew and potato chips as an alternative explanation.
I. Love. This.
However, it didn't resolve. I ended up in the hospital for a week, hooked up to heparin, not allowed to get out of bed even to go to the bathroom (!) and, because the gods love me but do like to fuck with me sometimes for fun (TMI whitefont) I got my period that week. On a bloodthinner. Unable to leave the bed. Yes. I learned that, sometimes, surrendering your dignity gracefully is the only graceful or dignified thing left to do.
Just FYI, when that happened to me it ended with half my bedroom wall torn down. Or not down, exactly, but with a giant gaping hole like 4 feet across. Which they fixed. Eventually.
Thanks for the warning.
I need to go grocery shopping. I don't feel like doing any actual cooking without my dishwasher working.
Sister Act 2 is a silly movie.
My movie is making me cry. Again. Which I always do at teacher movies.
Oh my god, punctuation wall!!! Beth, you and Matt are awesome!
Unrelatedly, I just scrubbed the tub, and I am now going to take a bath and watch Justice League on the laptop.