So Pissed I Can't Think of a Smart Title
I am so fuckin' pissed off with J right now. But not enough to not digress, so let me.
So many things happened and I intend to journal them down but not now because I just got into London and I'm tired and pissed. Suffice to say, my life has been one whole big mess of extremely bad timings.
Ok, back to J. I could bitch on and on but let me summarise.
I got back to the apartment less than 10 hours ago and I found:
1) The place in a huge mess. Walking around in the apartment became a challenge.
2) The place dirty and dusty (J had to make me wait outside the apartment for 10 minutes while he hoovered up)
3) The gas and water heater not working. Great! You do know it's winter in England, don't you?
4) The light bulb not only blown out but the whole physical light bulb lost its ability to screw on and so hits the floor everytime J tries to screw it on
5) That there was no more toilet rolls and J conveniently neglected to buy any.
6) That there was no more food in the fridge.
FUCK. I can't trust him to even keep the apartment in proper working order!
'How the fuck did I manage to keep light bulbs screwed on all these years??!' I screamed when he insisted it was chance which caused the apartment and the things in it to fall apart.
'Well, you have been lucky' was his sorry ass reply.
Yea, I am supposed to buy that. That the damn freaking water and gas heater broke down at exactly the same time light bulbs decided to abruptly drop themselves. You know, for fun.
Someone, feel free to jump into my shoes.
One thing that drives me madder than I should be, is me leaving everything behind to come to a place just to either die of hypothermia or be killed by falling light bulbs.
This is so not worth it.
A moment of folly certainly brings a lifetime of regret.
PS: My eyes have been itching because everything has a coat of dust on them and I'm allergic to dust. Worst part? J knows this. AND. I can't wash my face or brush my teeth without screaming out in frozen agony. How would you like an icy cold shower on a freezing winter night?
Rant is over. Time to shiver.
So many things happened and I intend to journal them down but not now because I just got into London and I'm tired and pissed. Suffice to say, my life has been one whole big mess of extremely bad timings.
Ok, back to J. I could bitch on and on but let me summarise.
I got back to the apartment less than 10 hours ago and I found:
1) The place in a huge mess. Walking around in the apartment became a challenge.
2) The place dirty and dusty (J had to make me wait outside the apartment for 10 minutes while he hoovered up)
3) The gas and water heater not working. Great! You do know it's winter in England, don't you?
4) The light bulb not only blown out but the whole physical light bulb lost its ability to screw on and so hits the floor everytime J tries to screw it on
5) That there was no more toilet rolls and J conveniently neglected to buy any.
6) That there was no more food in the fridge.
FUCK. I can't trust him to even keep the apartment in proper working order!
'How the fuck did I manage to keep light bulbs screwed on all these years??!' I screamed when he insisted it was chance which caused the apartment and the things in it to fall apart.
'Well, you have been lucky' was his sorry ass reply.
Yea, I am supposed to buy that. That the damn freaking water and gas heater broke down at exactly the same time light bulbs decided to abruptly drop themselves. You know, for fun.
Someone, feel free to jump into my shoes.
One thing that drives me madder than I should be, is me leaving everything behind to come to a place just to either die of hypothermia or be killed by falling light bulbs.
This is so not worth it.
A moment of folly certainly brings a lifetime of regret.
PS: My eyes have been itching because everything has a coat of dust on them and I'm allergic to dust. Worst part? J knows this. AND. I can't wash my face or brush my teeth without screaming out in frozen agony. How would you like an icy cold shower on a freezing winter night?
Rant is over. Time to shiver.
posted by Sharry at 3:20:00 AM
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