The instructor gave me a 24 hour extension. (I do have a draft finished, with just a couple more footnotes where I need to look up how to cite weird types of sources, but the writing is really not up to my standards.)
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
my brother needs some health vibes today...sort of seems like he is hearing from his autoimmune disorder again.
Bro~ma, Erika.
Thanks. Of course, he could have gotten sick, too...his pills are to suppress immunities.
~~ma for your brother.
Thank you...I think he is at urgent care now.
~ma for your brother, Erika.
I just had to call a plumber, who concluded, "Huh. Yeah, that is really clogged." He's getting some kind of unclogging machine from his truck now -- he says the clog is somewhere deeper in the pipes. Once he's gone, I can take a shower, I hope.
The clog broke the plumber's unclogging machine. Someone else will be coming out here tomorrow (at some point) to try something else.
Well, that doesn't sound good. I mean, not that anything big is wrong. You just expect an unclogging machine to do its job.
The guy coming tomorrow is bringing a drain camera to try to figure out what the problem is. And I'm not supposed to use much water in the house, because he says that the clog is in the main drain, and any water usage will make the downstairs toilet overflow again.