Fuck the food; I’ve been more worried about my various bottles of bloody mary mix in the fridge that would surely spoil if I were not cognizant of this potential loss. Alas, I’ve been drinking for hours — I certainly couldn’t take a chance on the jalapeno-stuffed olives going bad! I have one more tall glass of Mary to consume (Pratt, cleanse that mind of yours NOW!!! LOL), and it’s time for bed. And, of course, I will be up bright and early in the morning to take some friends to the airport. Perhaps I should just stay up all night and make drinks with the sours mix that will otherwise have to be thrown away. … 😉 *hic*
Dinner at Dawn’s!
October 28th, 2004, 7:48 PM by DawnYesterday I told you about how my fridge went snap, crackle, pop. In the comments, I made mention of how the maintenance guy said he’d come back someday to move the fridge and look at it.
Well, hooray, looks like I am going to be cooking up a storm tonight, because every item in my very-full freezer has thawed. Lucky me. I figured that with my sudden lack of livable income, I should stock up on food during this tough little time until I actually get a *real* income again. Hah. My bad.
I just talked to the one maintenance guy with a functioning brain, and he’s headed over here right now to take a look at it (UPDATE: Fridge is dead as a fucking doornail. Compressor blew out). I get a new fridge tomorrow, which will be lovely but I’d rather not have to be up being Betty Fucking Crocker and/or running out to buy ice by the metric ton.
So far, I’ve been here a year and had to get a new stove, get the dishwasher serviced and now possibly get a new fridge. And this is the second time I’ve lost all my food — last year, we lost power for seven days after Hurricane Isabel, and I’d had a full fridge then because I was freshly out of surgery and unable to get out of the house for awhile. I’m getting incredibly sick of my life being inconvenienced this way, but I guess I can’t complain because A) I don’t have to buy the new appliances and B) it’s not like I have rent money anyway, so I can pretend I’m just too angry to pay. 😉
But I won’t Google-bomb the management company the way Tiff likes to Google-bomb her slumlords. However, I’ve got a lot of ground meat and salmon just begging to go on the grill and be barbecued at midnight. Who’s up for an impromptu dinner party? 😉
On iTunes: Nancy Sinatra, “These Boots are Made for Walking”
Fun with personal ads: Craig’s List edition
October 28th, 2004, 11:11 AM by DawnA friend turned me on to the Best of Craig’s List, and let’s just say that this is the BEST of the best!
Girls, how annoying is it to receive messages/read posts from guys who claim they were put on this earth to park their faces between your thighs? Do you honestly believe them? These are the same fuckballs who claim they love “cuddling and long walks on the beach and romantic dinners” and, essentially, emasculating themselves. Hah. Then you meet them. 😉
“And, it might help restore my faith that God knew what he was doing when he gave men tongues in the first place to see a guy using it for something other than complaining about my driving or scarfing down cheeseburgers.”
For more than just a taste of the text, I urge you to go enjoy this lick — I mean, link!
On iTunes: Hooverphonic, “Renaissance Affair”