Another AC affected my life today;
there is apparently no AC in the laundry room that houses 20 dryers...hhhhmmm
sweet. Now I can only stand to do two loads at once instead of the usual six.
The six really wasn’t working out anyway since I upgraded from the dollar store
fabric softener to the good liquid kind that requires a downy ball. I was all
excited but come to find out the one downy ball is not compatible with six
washing machines at the same time (I didn’t think that through). Anyway, I
washed my bathing suit with the long-ass straps that I tie around my neck today.
The strap managed to tie the entire load together; it weaved itself in and out
and all around all of the clothes, tying them tightly to the stupid spinner
thing in the middle. So there I was sweating like crazy while untying a huge
knotted rope of clothes strapped to the inside of a watching machine. Good
times!
Ok I am going to kill my neighbor. Why did he think it was a
good idea to tell me a fight broke out with a bunch of dudes outside of the
building next to mine late Saturday night and he saw them pull out a couple of guns.
WHAT??!! I mean I know I don't live in
Bel Aire but up until now I felt perfectly safe in my own little naive gun free
world and now I gotta think about putting a glock on my shopping list? This is
not good. Should I pack some heat or get a very large dog? This is not
something I am ready to decide. Maybe they were just squirt guns, it being
summer and all.
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