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Apartment Disaster Pt II

Well, its not exactly the first time something happened, but it does. Part I was the ant thing. I think they’re termintes….ANYWAY

This is my bedroom door:

Okay, so this is what happened. Middle of the night two nights ago, a hear a small thud. Why It woke me, I don’t know. I couldn’t shut my door the next day, and notice that it was meeting resistance from the carpet. I went to report the door broke, no big deal, take care of it whenever. About two hours later, I went for the thermostat, which was very close to the door. Barefoot, I stepped in wet carpet.

Oh….Shit.

Somehow, both A/C units, mine and the upstair’s neighbor, the drain for it clogged, and as per Sir Isaac Newton’s Law of Gravity and my “Inherent need for a -_-’ moment” theorem, the condensation built up, and leaked. It leaked through not the ceiling, but through a small crack in the door frame (the leak was immediately reported after the “Oh…Shit”. This constant drip of water was absorbed by the wood component of the door (as you can see). All manner of glue was disoved as the beam expanded, and separated.

Thank god my roommate is out of town right now. I don’t have a door for privacy till Monday.

Protected: Loosing Patience

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Google with the save

Google had alot of previous entries saved in in cache.  Copied and pasted back in.

Adventures in IRC 1

(12:26:19 PM) wishy: Procrastinating
(12:26:26 PM) wishy: POWWNWAEnrnED OWNED
(12:26:36 PM) Cozzie: yes i know
(12:26:42 PM) Cozzie: it’s a ridiculously bad habit of mine
(12:26:47 PM) Cozzie: and i dont panic when im fucked =/
(12:27:06 PM) wishy: Procrastination is like masturbation; in the end you’ll realise that you just fucked yourself
(12:27:10 PM) wishy: or somefin liek dat
(12:27:38 PM) Cozzie: yeah
(12:27:40 PM) Cozzie: that’s true
(12:27:43 PM) Cozzie: cant help it tho
(12:27:44 PM) Cozzie: feels nice

Ants

Picking right off today, the weather has forced many ants into my bathroom. As of this time, the kill count is about twenty (I keep a dry erase marker in my bathroom to write notes on the mirror). This is beyond ridiculous. I’m going to move out of this apartment at the end of June, and I won’t miss it.

Update:
Kill Count: 26.

Resuming Hell, Hell Hierarchy, and Hell Weather

School resumed today. Currently taking a Linux class (should be an easy grade), and hopefully this co-op thing at the other community college will work. Not thrilled to be waking at 8 am in the mornings again, but, eh, I can live.

Was hoping I could be doing the co-op at my work place, by switching places with one of the two technicians for a little while, but the higher ups had us remove one of the two technicians. So that idea went out the goddamn window. My college adviser is checking another place at the community college, just got to wait on them to write back, else its a stupid, and I do mean stupid class where I play with a digital phone system.

Today looked like it was going to be a lovely day. At fifteen till eight this morning, I stepped out to my truck. Clear sky, cool air. I actually smiled, and quipped “Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day…” WRONG Left class at 9:46… Solid black sky, flicker of lightning, and the rumbling.

Well, time for some breakfast…then I’m giving up and going back to bed.

Round 3

I finally got things running again for the nth time.  An about me will go up tomorrow.