sometimes finding a time to calls moms and then actually reaching her is like banging your head against a concrete wall. argh.
on the good tip, our air con was successfully installed and i only blew out one power strip and melted one plug converter to do it. we had a hell of a time finding the stupid 16A plugs and had to go to 4 stores (well, cyn went to all 4, i only went to 2) to find them. we now have what is probably the most ghetto air con hookup on the planet, but it works and there have been no more electrical fires. (oops.)
it's amazing how much cool, dehumidified air can make everyone just a little more sane. a little happier. a little calmer. we're nicer to each other. we find time to do the little things in life, like scrub our mildewed shoes. (can you believe this shit? i found like 3 pairs of my shoes, in my room, cultivating mold or something. it was disgusting, i almost vomited. that shows you how fucking steamy it's been here without the air. god. that's so gross i'm still getting the heebie jeebies. i mean, these are not wet shoes or overly sweaty shoes, either. one pair i wear all the time, another pair i haven't worn since february, and neither pair has been wet. wtf? so so so nasty. nasty nasty nasty. gross. barf. sick. disgusting. ew. gross.)
ahem. sorry.
last night was sherry's full moon party. sometimes i'm in the mood for crazy, hyper-energetic parties where the attendees show up in pink wigs and mermaid dresses and there is belly and pole dancing to be watched. but other nights i'm tired, my tummy is doing its unhappy thing, and my roommate is ditching me to go somewhere else. i'm not excited about seeing bewigged people skidding around the place, and the cigarette smoke makes me want to extinguish the lighted sticks on people's faces. not a good time for me to be out and about. then i feel conflicted: do i stay by myself and not even try to make conversation with people milling about, and sit waiting for sherry to have a minute while i don't make a single attempt to not look bored, or do i just go home? normally, i sit and wait all night for my friend. but last night i had to channel some self-involvement and i took myself home. in bed with the air on.
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