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OMGWTF DAY
Seriously, today is OMGWTF Day.
I lost my keys (AGAIN! This is the second time this year) at a very large place where things are not easily found. Not only did I lose my keys, but 1.) my cell phone was dead, and 2.) my roommate is out of town, so even if I did have a functional cell phone, it would be pointless. Also, today it was about a billion degrees out.
Fortunately, after about an hour of waiting for a locksmith who never showed up (who would have shown up so I could pay him to see that my keys were, in fact, not in my car) I was able to borrow a cell phone to call a neighbor who got into our house, got the spare keys, and drove over to give them to me. I was as grateful as heatstroke (because I had to wait by my car, having no cell phone) allowed me to be under the circumstances.
Now I am sunburned and sticky, and I have a heat headache and cheese that is half-melted. I also have a goddamn huge river of pee in the kitchen (thank you, cowardly dog) and a chair with one arm completely savaged (FINN). I now hate Indiana, I hate this house, I hate summer, I found out today my committee has disintegrated and disappeared (oh, you're in England for the summer? THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME WTF), and I still don't have a bucket (the original point of the errand) because the store I went to did not have them and I couldn't make myself drive somewhere else to find one.
The only thing that will satisfy me right now is blood. I don't care whose it is, but I want it.
I lost my keys (AGAIN! This is the second time this year) at a very large place where things are not easily found. Not only did I lose my keys, but 1.) my cell phone was dead, and 2.) my roommate is out of town, so even if I did have a functional cell phone, it would be pointless. Also, today it was about a billion degrees out.
Fortunately, after about an hour of waiting for a locksmith who never showed up (who would have shown up so I could pay him to see that my keys were, in fact, not in my car) I was able to borrow a cell phone to call a neighbor who got into our house, got the spare keys, and drove over to give them to me. I was as grateful as heatstroke (because I had to wait by my car, having no cell phone) allowed me to be under the circumstances.
Now I am sunburned and sticky, and I have a heat headache and cheese that is half-melted. I also have a goddamn huge river of pee in the kitchen (thank you, cowardly dog) and a chair with one arm completely savaged (FINN). I now hate Indiana, I hate this house, I hate summer, I found out today my committee has disintegrated and disappeared (oh, you're in England for the summer? THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME WTF), and I still don't have a bucket (the original point of the errand) because the store I went to did not have them and I couldn't make myself drive somewhere else to find one.
The only thing that will satisfy me right now is blood. I don't care whose it is, but I want it.
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Heh, while I was waiting next to my car for the locksmith to not show up, I was thinking, "if this happened to John and Rodney, Rodney would totally make John wait by the car while he hid inside and made remarks about the stupidity of people going outside in the summer without sunscreen."