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I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
Even though its fun purple, im still kinda freaking out.....
It finally worked again, but I was too nervous to drive it to Arby's so I went back home. Mister can fix, but meh.
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
Out of the days slated to have off, I got called in for all of them except one. That one was mostly spent helping other people fix their computer because my little crocodile heart can't say no to people in need and I had not been able to before since... I have been working nonstop for over a month and a half.
My co-workers except for one are unreliable and screw up things when they do come in usually.
...but I swear I will finally have some days off. Soon. (I'm starting to understand what IRE management must feel like. don'thate)
I'm deathly afraid of garbage disposals. Like, I close my eyes and stand halfway across the kitchen and reach out to gingerly turn it on as far away from the sink as I can be. If there's a movie where there is even a hint of a horrible mangling garbage disposal I nope nope nope out of there. If something falls down into it, my boyfriend has to come fix it, even if it's a fork. Even if most of the fork sticks out into the sink. That beast will eat my hand off. I'm not going near it.
So I'm washing dishes. The water is NOT draining. OMG. It is clogged. I cringe, close my eyes and cower 3 feet away and turn on the disposal. It happily chugs BUT NOTHING HAPPENS. OMG. My boyfriend is sleeping and he's sick. I have no warrior to come save me. I finally get my nerve up and get a wooden spoon and a pot lid (I'm not going in without armor) and quickly poke at it. IT IS SOLID. THE DRAIN IS SOLID. At this point I nearly start hyperventilating. My garbage disposal nightmares are coming to life. The drain is spawning a monster. HALP HALP OMG.
It's ok. I can do this. Breathe. I'm a strong, independent woman. I don't need no plumber. I grip the spoon harder and plunge it - nay, STAB IT - at the monster emerging from my disposal. There's an explosion. Water fountains upwards. I start screaming. I slip. I fall. My pot-lid shield goes flying towards the cat. The cat freaks out and soars onto the couch. This is it. This is the end. OH GOD I AM GOING TO BE EATEN BY THE GARBAGE DISPOS-
Oh. I knocked the drain cover in while washing the dishes and it did what drain covers do and covered the drain. Eh. Heh. Heh...
And then.... Suddenly. This morning. Nine. NINE that I spotted and murdered in the space of 10 minutes while I was freaking out about the first one. In my clothes, on my bed. This is NOT cool. ;.;
And I know there's a helluva lot more than just the nine I saw. Additionally, I know it won't be as easy to get rid of them here because 1) we don't have a no-cost dryer to nuke all clothes/blankets in. 2) we don't have an outside space in which to sun-bake them all either.
Add to that that the apartment is a ridiculous mess because my roommate believes that eventually his apartment will reach mass entropy where it can't get any messier and that cleaning it is thusly a waste of time, and I'm going to be stuck with this problem for at least two weeks because I don't have time to clean it so it can be properly exterminated. It's bad enough that to get it done in the amount of time I have off without sacrificing the small amount of sleep I get, I'm pretty much going to have to hire someone to clean it so I can hire someone to exterminate it. And I -may- need to get a new bed, too, because I don't know wtf to do if they've burrowed into the futon mattress. ;.;
Ick. I -know- there's no bugs on me right now, but fffff, I feel all crawly.
Moirean: I WILL END YOUR FACE.
Aishia: ...does that actually work?
This last weekend is probably the first time since winter ended that it dropped down below 75 in the apartment. Usually my roommate freezes me out. >.>
Add to everything that I mentioned it to a friend, and was apparently overheard, so now people at work are freaking out, and HR sent me home to go 'take care of it'. Except that home is 8 miles away since I have no bus fare and I still can't take care of it till next Friday when I get paid again.
I would NOT let someone with bedbugs into my apartment, no matter how much they cleaned. That was too much of a nightmare. AETOLIANS FOR UNBANNING DDT!!!
My research paper on them, if it helps any.