I've been recently informed that my new heating system has been ordered and should be here in one week. Hence, I must endure seven more days of chiseling ice shingles off of my pubes with a spackle, and you all must suffer through my incessant whining for the equal duration. And just when we think that that bitch mother Nature has given us a break with the weather, She goes through a menopausal swing and throws a few more snow showers in our direction. If She's anything like the rest of us, I'd say She just needs to get laid.
Oh well, the 7-E Ice Age will be over soon, and at least it's nothing grotesquely horrific, like...having a rat in my apartment. Or whatever.
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