Even before Kanda passed, I was wondering if something was in this apartment. He was acting like a mouse might be in here but I've seen no signs. Twice, however, two cornstarch packing peanut were moved from the box to the bathroom. Kanda could have done one. The other was just two days ago and I'm pretty sure I couldn't have missed seeing it for a week. Now I keep thinking I'm hearing things rustling in here. Is it real? Am I paranoid? Both? Sigh.
They DID NOT fix my door for me. The person they sent out was a plumber just for the bathroom. Fair enough, at least the fucking toilet is fixed. Now they're saying Monday which means either I leave my apartment OPEN while I'm gone (oh they have keys to the front door but the back door isn't lockable right now) and trust they won't rob me blind or I stay three days longer than I planned. RIght now I'm thinking that's the answer. I really do need to work on lecture notes and I won't be able to do that at home no matter what mom says.
But I'm annoyed and my gastric paresis and blood sugar both were bugging me. Could be worse. My young cousin has had a flare of Crohn's disease for the first time in 15 years (they were thinking he had been misdiagnosed back in H.S. since it's been so long) and now has to have part of his colon taken out. We have Crohn's on BOTH sides of my family so I'm lucky I just have IBS but damn.
And apropos of nothing dear Spicy Advent story, can we just screw already? No one needs plot. Naked, you are actually in bed naked, can you please stop talking? I'm about to set you both on fire and do something else
They DID NOT fix my door for me. The person they sent out was a plumber just for the bathroom. Fair enough, at least the fucking toilet is fixed. Now they're saying Monday which means either I leave my apartment OPEN while I'm gone (oh they have keys to the front door but the back door isn't lockable right now) and trust they won't rob me blind or I stay three days longer than I planned. RIght now I'm thinking that's the answer. I really do need to work on lecture notes and I won't be able to do that at home no matter what mom says.
But I'm annoyed and my gastric paresis and blood sugar both were bugging me. Could be worse. My young cousin has had a flare of Crohn's disease for the first time in 15 years (they were thinking he had been misdiagnosed back in H.S. since it's been so long) and now has to have part of his colon taken out. We have Crohn's on BOTH sides of my family so I'm lucky I just have IBS but damn.
And apropos of nothing dear Spicy Advent story, can we just screw already? No one needs plot. Naked, you are actually in bed naked, can you please stop talking? I'm about to set you both on fire and do something else

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Date: 2019-12-14 07:39 am (UTC)Sorry about your cousin, and about your own issues, of course, too. "But damn" indeed.
(Seems to be the day of just fun. One of my beloved furries has peed in the guest bed again. Not only once. Onto the unfolded laundry. Of which there were at least three machines full. *sobs* And I'm having a migraine and a general rehearsal waiting for me tonight. And of course we don't know who it was and why.)
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Date: 2019-12-14 03:19 pm (UTC)Thanks all around.
Ugh to the migraine and worse to the furry pee. It's hard when you have multiples because it's hard to figure how the who and why. good luck
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