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kittydesadeOh Brawny, where art thou?
Cleaning the apartment again. The really deep scouring kind of clean. Yep, it's time to nearly pass out on the cleaner product fumes. Don't you just love it when that happens? My roommate last night decided that he was going to start to clean the apartment at 10 pm. So of course, guess what his idea of cleaning the apartment is? (although he did clean up his work area and at least hide all the crap, if not throw it out, this pleases me) Vacuum. Loudly. A lot. Till about 1 am. And mop a tiny two foot by one foot rectangle in the kitchen. Dude. I said I was going to mop today. Why you felt the need... and, not only that. But he vaccuumed and picked up. I get to choke on the cleaner fumes in the bathroom and kitchen. Which, granted, is partially my fault, I said I'd do it. But, damn boy. You could have actually started mopping sooner than when the floor was entirely encrusted.
She's just the girl
She's just the girl
The girl you want
And this dish drainer thing is so nasty. How nasty is it?? I hear you cry?
It's so nasty the encrustations on it are developing advanced nanotechnology.
It's so nasty you could probably cultivate penicillin from the mold.
It's so nasty even about 10 ccs of hardcore cleaner didn't dissolve/get rid of everything.
It's actually so nasty I recommended we get a new one. I've been recommending this for about eight months now. It's still there.
Bollocks.
She sings from somewhere you can't see
She sits at the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined lust
It drips on down in a mist from above
I really shouldn't be updating this, I've still got to clean out the bathroom closet, finish the dish drainer of doom, finish the microwave, explore the cabinets, and finish the kitchen floor. But you know what? If I stay in that kitchen much longer I will pass out from the fumes. Hideous place that it is. And I've got to get it done before the idiot inspector gets here or we get evicted.
Yeah, fun stuff, huh? I don't think we will. Between the two of us we've actaully managed to clean it up a fair bit. But.. ugh.
And then I need to clean up my workstation too, but I've been doing that little over once a week now. Say, once every five days. So, now much to clean up, just clutter to put away. And I've got some happy music to listen to while I do it, so hey.
Speaking of happy music... not that it's happy music. But I've decided that certain characters, or a certain character, needs to listen to copious amounts of Alanis Morissette. Why? I know why. Mua ha ha ha ha.
I've been listening to copious amounts of her all day. It suits my mood. I got too little sleep. Again. I have to clean the fucking apartment 'cause my roommate's a slob and it's finally gotten us into trouble. Dear GOD that vacuum is loud and sounded like someone was breaking into the apartment. I'm hungry and have no cash for food and the car's at my boyfriend's and he hasn't logged on/isn't up yet and I want food NOW. And there's no food in the house because my stupid roommate/ex-boyfriend has vetoed the idea of at least a communal stash of bread, cheese, whatever. And... choking to death on cleaner fumes.
So, yeah. Copious amounts of angry chick music.
On the other hand, if I finish this early enough, I can get in a hell of a lot of writing done before LC starts up again tonight.
So maybe it's not that bad.
EDIT:
Revisited old friends. Old memes, rather. And all I have to say is..
I MOCK YOU WITH MY MONKEY PANTS!
Cleaning the apartment again. The really deep scouring kind of clean. Yep, it's time to nearly pass out on the cleaner product fumes. Don't you just love it when that happens? My roommate last night decided that he was going to start to clean the apartment at 10 pm. So of course, guess what his idea of cleaning the apartment is? (although he did clean up his work area and at least hide all the crap, if not throw it out, this pleases me) Vacuum. Loudly. A lot. Till about 1 am. And mop a tiny two foot by one foot rectangle in the kitchen. Dude. I said I was going to mop today. Why you felt the need... and, not only that. But he vaccuumed and picked up. I get to choke on the cleaner fumes in the bathroom and kitchen. Which, granted, is partially my fault, I said I'd do it. But, damn boy. You could have actually started mopping sooner than when the floor was entirely encrusted.
She's just the girl
She's just the girl
The girl you want
And this dish drainer thing is so nasty. How nasty is it?? I hear you cry?
It's so nasty the encrustations on it are developing advanced nanotechnology.
It's so nasty you could probably cultivate penicillin from the mold.
It's so nasty even about 10 ccs of hardcore cleaner didn't dissolve/get rid of everything.
It's actually so nasty I recommended we get a new one. I've been recommending this for about eight months now. It's still there.
Bollocks.
She sings from somewhere you can't see
She sits at the top of the greenest tree
She sends out an aroma of undefined lust
It drips on down in a mist from above
I really shouldn't be updating this, I've still got to clean out the bathroom closet, finish the dish drainer of doom, finish the microwave, explore the cabinets, and finish the kitchen floor. But you know what? If I stay in that kitchen much longer I will pass out from the fumes. Hideous place that it is. And I've got to get it done before the idiot inspector gets here or we get evicted.
Yeah, fun stuff, huh? I don't think we will. Between the two of us we've actaully managed to clean it up a fair bit. But.. ugh.
And then I need to clean up my workstation too, but I've been doing that little over once a week now. Say, once every five days. So, now much to clean up, just clutter to put away. And I've got some happy music to listen to while I do it, so hey.
Speaking of happy music... not that it's happy music. But I've decided that certain characters, or a certain character, needs to listen to copious amounts of Alanis Morissette. Why? I know why. Mua ha ha ha ha.
I've been listening to copious amounts of her all day. It suits my mood. I got too little sleep. Again. I have to clean the fucking apartment 'cause my roommate's a slob and it's finally gotten us into trouble. Dear GOD that vacuum is loud and sounded like someone was breaking into the apartment. I'm hungry and have no cash for food and the car's at my boyfriend's and he hasn't logged on/isn't up yet and I want food NOW. And there's no food in the house because my stupid roommate/ex-boyfriend has vetoed the idea of at least a communal stash of bread, cheese, whatever. And... choking to death on cleaner fumes.
So, yeah. Copious amounts of angry chick music.
On the other hand, if I finish this early enough, I can get in a hell of a lot of writing done before LC starts up again tonight.
So maybe it's not that bad.
EDIT:
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Revisited old friends. Old memes, rather. And all I have to say is..
I MOCK YOU WITH MY MONKEY PANTS!
