Bitter, party of one...
Or: "how I upgraded to a double wide in the trailer park of hell"
Sending emails that contain phrases such as this:
"...with all you have on your plate and then this crushing heat? I give you kudos for not actually killing people and using their skin to make a nice shady tent..."
And this:
"I detest dating. I wish we could just pick out one we wanted like at at the animal shelter. Then if we don't like him, or he's just difficult and shits on the carpet all the time, we can take him back where he will be fixed and more than likely euthanized because nobody wants a problem man."
Additionally, sloth is one of the big ones, and I was slothing like a motherfucker all day yesterday. Oh yes I had plenty to do...unfortunately, every time I moved for more than 30 seconds I was immediately drowned in sweat and retreated to the couch in the direct airstream of the fan.
Sloth has also inhibited the installation of the AC. I also need someone of the strapping male variety to help me since much as I'd like to be the big tough girl who can do it herself, it's heavy, my back has been fucky for a week already, and chances are greater than not that if I attempt to do this alone I will drop it out the window and kill someone, and worse yet, I will break my air conditioner.
"Then if we don't like him, or he's just difficult and shits on the carpet all the time, we can take him back where he will be fixed"
"I also need someone of the strapping male variety ... "
How's that been working out for you so far?
Posted by: Smile when you say that, pardner | July 10, 2007 at 09:03 AM
Swimmingly so far, thanks for asking!
Posted by: Miss Lis | July 10, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Still need this installed? Let me know and I'll stop by to save you - who needs a strapping male when you have Miss Sarah!!
Posted by: Miss Sarah | July 14, 2007 at 09:48 AM
really haven't needed it due to the handy dandy fans you gave me!
Posted by: Miss Lis | July 17, 2007 at 08:26 PM