Back at work... Ugh 
Overall, it was a pretty good weekend. Got to see the Mom and Dad and they got to meet Miss Evil though she had an ace up her sleeve in that her sister was also in Palm Springs with her boy toy, thus giving her an excuse to run. Poor Mom was worried that they scared her off.
So yeah, I had take both barrels of the parental shotgun solo for most of the weekend.
My revenge will be swift.
The place they rented was pretty cool; kinda Rat Pack-ish by way of Less Than Zero. I actually managed to turn a shade darker than ivory sitting around the pool; a hell of an accomplishment for my pale Irish ass. Other than that, it was just a whole lot of eating and drinking, with heavy emphasis on the latter.
Got home last night to discover that in the short time I was gone, roommate number two has taken to boinking our neighbor who we only just met last Friday! I cant help but worry that this will have some horrible repercussion. I mean, this girl is dumber than paint, right off the bus from Arkansas and already asking if I can hook her up with an agent
Oi vey
Oh, and even better, as I was heading off to bed, I noticed a small bead of water on our downstairs ceiling. I reached out to touch it, and without applying even the tiniest amount of pressure, I poked my finger straight through unleashing a small torrent of grimy water. And in the typical fashion of our fine living complex, the maintenance man didnt show up for close to forty minutes, and then only told us that there was nothing he could do.
So yeah, somewhere in our ceiling is a busted pipe or God knows what, and we cant use our upstairs bathrooms until they get around to figuring out whats the matter.
What is it with me and water??? Seriously, the house I grew up in had numerous leakage problems; when my frat house caught fire, my room went unscathed by flames but was totaled by water damage; a pipe bust in my bathroom a few years ago and flooded my room And Ive had a lot of nightmares about drowning over the years
Yeah, good thing I didnt join the Navy. It must have something to do with me being an Aquarius But can someone explain to me why the Water Bearer is an air sign? Not that go in for all that, but I figure theres always a little something to everything.
Right?
At any rate, Im back at it, trying to dig my way out of the mound of work that mysteriously developed in my absence. You know that its gonna be one of those days when the boss foregoes any how was your vacation pleasantries and immediately begins grilling you on all that you didnt accomplish in that time.
Overall, it was a pretty good weekend. Got to see the Mom and Dad and they got to meet Miss Evil though she had an ace up her sleeve in that her sister was also in Palm Springs with her boy toy, thus giving her an excuse to run. Poor Mom was worried that they scared her off.
So yeah, I had take both barrels of the parental shotgun solo for most of the weekend.
My revenge will be swift.
The place they rented was pretty cool; kinda Rat Pack-ish by way of Less Than Zero. I actually managed to turn a shade darker than ivory sitting around the pool; a hell of an accomplishment for my pale Irish ass. Other than that, it was just a whole lot of eating and drinking, with heavy emphasis on the latter.
Got home last night to discover that in the short time I was gone, roommate number two has taken to boinking our neighbor who we only just met last Friday! I cant help but worry that this will have some horrible repercussion. I mean, this girl is dumber than paint, right off the bus from Arkansas and already asking if I can hook her up with an agent
Oi vey
Oh, and even better, as I was heading off to bed, I noticed a small bead of water on our downstairs ceiling. I reached out to touch it, and without applying even the tiniest amount of pressure, I poked my finger straight through unleashing a small torrent of grimy water. And in the typical fashion of our fine living complex, the maintenance man didnt show up for close to forty minutes, and then only told us that there was nothing he could do.
So yeah, somewhere in our ceiling is a busted pipe or God knows what, and we cant use our upstairs bathrooms until they get around to figuring out whats the matter.
What is it with me and water??? Seriously, the house I grew up in had numerous leakage problems; when my frat house caught fire, my room went unscathed by flames but was totaled by water damage; a pipe bust in my bathroom a few years ago and flooded my room And Ive had a lot of nightmares about drowning over the years
Yeah, good thing I didnt join the Navy. It must have something to do with me being an Aquarius But can someone explain to me why the Water Bearer is an air sign? Not that go in for all that, but I figure theres always a little something to everything.
Right?
At any rate, Im back at it, trying to dig my way out of the mound of work that mysteriously developed in my absence. You know that its gonna be one of those days when the boss foregoes any how was your vacation pleasantries and immediately begins grilling you on all that you didnt accomplish in that time.
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