October 23rd, 2005winter is here
It’s only logical that less than 12 hours after my parents leave, I get a leak in my ceiling. I mean, why not?
The upstairs tenant left water in his sink (or something) and it leaked through my ceiling. Lovely. Fortunately, everyone is congenial and so the landlord will spackle, plaster, paint? my ceiling tomorrow.
My apartment is back to being very quiet. The cats are ridiculously pleased and I am quite happy to be in my own bed.
It’s been quite cold these last few days—39—and I’ve had to turn the heat on and put the electric blanket on my bed. 🙂
I can’t wait for it to snow…
Ah, the joy of leaks. Welcome to my life… At least everyone’s being efficient about it!
And please don’t mention snow just yet, give it another 3-4 weeks, OK?
Comment by anne — October 23, 2005 @ 2:07 pm
mmmmm housing repairs. i have the water heating pipe running along my ceiling (exposed and totally neat looking) in my apartment. so my place is always hot since everyone else likes to heat their house mine is freaking a sauna. the other day, water spurted onto my floor, i worry that it will spurt closer to my bed next time, and i’ll be all scalded. ick.
Comment by wendykat — October 23, 2005 @ 3:15 pm
LOL… Anne, I love snow. 😛
Hmm… aside from the possible scalding situation, at least you’ll save on heating oil this winter? That’s a positive. I’d keep my windows open all the time though—too hot and I get grumpy.
Comment by the insider — October 23, 2005 @ 4:21 pm
yea i usually have the window open. but i live on a hill on the basement level so i tend to close it at night… too many crazies.
Comment by wendykat — October 23, 2005 @ 6:13 pm
I know what you mean. My dad put locks everywhere and I’m on the second floor.. 😛
Comment by the insider — October 23, 2005 @ 7:20 pm
you can never be too sure you know, some crazies may think they are spider man…
Comment by wendykat — October 23, 2005 @ 9:48 pm
I hope that your parents manage to make it back for Christmas or Thanksgiving, you had such a lovely time together! I shall keep my fingers crossed!
Comment by ms. mac — October 24, 2005 @ 3:13 am
fuck snow.
I’ll be content to look at it from afar, when it hits the top of Mauna Kea.
heh.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 3:28 am
…here in ha-fucking-waii… yea we get snow here in hawaii…
fucker.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 6:13 am
sitting at my desk
eight at night on a Sunday
plotting my revenge
sixty hour work week
before this day had begun
and I’m salaried.
bloodlust runs rampant
“where’s the tower? where’s the gun?”
they must be destroyed.
the tunnel’s end light:
last year’s Christmas bonus was
big bucks, no Whammies.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 6:50 am
I should mention that it is now 12:51 on Monday morning and I am still in the office and will probably be here all night.
Living in paradise don’t mean shit if you work so much you never get to enjoy it.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 6:51 am
then quit bringing it up and maybe i’ll give you some sympathy.
i miss the sun. now that winter is upon us i see less and less of it. sigh.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 8:06 am
I don’t want your sympathy.
I want eight hours of sleep in a bottle.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 8:07 am
Wendy.. true. He not only thinks they’re Spidey, but Superman as well. Steel-reinforced whatnot.. 😛
Ms. Mac: I hope so. They’re tons of fun. 🙂
Grampa.. good god. Haikus and everything? I feel so lucky. So sorry you worked that late… it completely sucks. 🙁
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 8:44 am
then for you gramps, my sympathy will take the form of a giant bottle of rum that i keep trying to unload on people because there is no way in this lifetime i’d finish it on my own.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 9:00 am
I love rum, but I no longer drink alcohol.
However, after the week that I’ve had, I’m closer to getting loaded than I’ve been in two years.
Thank god I have a good woman in my corner to keep me from being stupid.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 9:02 am
I’ll take the rum.
Give him the coffee—he’s still at work. Yech.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 9:02 am
Stupid caps lock.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 9:02 am
Sheesh, give me a minute and I’ll fix it. 😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 9:03 am
You could send me the rum wendykat, I could use it to keep warm here in the Arctic wasteland…
grampa, are there no labour laws in Hawaii? You work much too hard.
insider, I’m sad your dad left, he was so entertaining.
Comment by Le Will — October 24, 2005 @ 11:14 am
meh, he’ll frown upon my east coast coffee since he’s from freaking coffee land itself.
i’m thinking i should do something with this rum. the man said we could make some “punch” i think he just has plans on getting me smashed and taking incriminating photos… again.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 11:22 am
Le Will.. I know. I’m sad too. 🙁
Wendy… Oooo.. rum punch. Delicious. And I saw the photos—they weren’t that incriminating. rotfl 😉
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 11:26 am
You’re right, Wen, your coffee sucks.
However, I’d take anything about now, as we have reached the chain smoking portion of our program.
Rum: Caution: may cause spanking episodes and nekkid baking.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 11:33 am
oh. is that what causes it? because like … i haven’t even opened the bottle yet…
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 11:46 am
Um…
I see you’ve hit the so-exhausted-I-can’t-think-straight-so-I’m-going-to-daydream-about-nekkid-baking portion of the morning. Planning to pick up a local and take her home there Grampa?
Wendy.. um. hehe
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 11:49 am
Assuming that I did, I don’t think I’d know what to do with her at this point. By now, I’m nearly blind.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 11:51 am
you know what they say causes blindness…
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 12:02 pm
I’m nearly blind and have calluses.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:03 pm
Poor Grampa.. too much action.
I’m going to call and cancel the strippers now.
Wendy.. ROTFL
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:04 pm
Strippers are a waste of time. If you’re going to spend the money, you might as well get hookers and my man Harley knows exactly where to go.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:07 pm
yea that ostrich farm on route 9.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 12:09 pm
I hear those birds have the clap or somethin’.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:22 pm
OK, so Grampa wants me to send hookers, ostriches and Harley?
Sounds… disturbing.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:33 pm
I have not yet begun to defile myself.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:33 pm
Uh huh. Right.
Are you still at work? That’s ridiculous.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:41 pm
If I was home, it is safe to say that I wouldn’t be on my computer.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:42 pm
Snarky.
Sheesh.
😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:45 pm
Only about three hours left to go, as long as the other attorney doesn’t have anything for me to do.
If not, then I’m fuck’n gone.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 12:49 pm
Then you’ll go home and sleep? That would be good.
You seem.. sleep deprived.
And just a teensy bit cranky.
😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:52 pm
does he really seem more cranky than usual?
and yea, those ostriches are even more whorey than i thought they would be.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 12:56 pm
Good point. He normally resides right on the precipice of Crankyville—but I think he’s crossed over today.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 12:59 pm
ooooh into the dreaded curmudgeonland?
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 1:08 pm
Oh yeah. Curmudgeonland. Scary place.
Run by muppets and ostriches.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 1:21 pm
hehehe.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 1:39 pm
I hope you both get assaulted by Tanzanian fruit bats.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 1:43 pm
Aww.. that’s sweet Grumpy Grampa. 😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 2:03 pm
mmmm fruit bats.
Comment by wendykat — October 24, 2005 @ 2:26 pm
That’s right, fruitbats.
That look like Nixon.
On acid.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 3:54 pm
Lovely.
Tell me you’re going home now. To sleep.
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 3:57 pm
No rest for the wicked.
Is there really any question as to whether or not I fall into that category?
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 4:00 pm
Ah but you mentioned a good woman in your corner… that means you’re probably somewhere in the middle. Not firmly planted in the wicked category, no.
Yes?
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 4:05 pm
Perhaps.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 4:43 pm
Never mind.
You probably drive her batshit.
😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 4:50 pm
It’s the weekend, its the weekend!
Yippie!
I think I’ll go fall into a deep, comalike sleep.
Comment by Grampa — October 24, 2005 @ 6:07 pm
Sleep, yes.
You get tomorrow off, too?
Small twinge of jealousy… 😛
Comment by the insider — October 24, 2005 @ 6:09 pm