I'm sort of cranky to begin with today, just because it's been a bitch of a two week period. That's fine, many people have it worse. And not that this is the end of the world either but we had no heat or hot water in our building from seven this morning until about half an hour ago.
IT GOES LIKE THIS
I’m sort of cranky to begin with today, just because it’s been a bitch of a two week period. That’s fine, many people have it worse. And not that this is the end of the world either but we had no heat or hot water in our building from seven this morning until about half an hour ago. It was friggin freezing. I came back from the gym at eight and they announced it. I thought holy cow Glenn didn’t get to take a shower after his workout, this is not good. TMI if I tell you what he looks like after a workout. Plus I felt sorry for the guy as he’s had a crappy couple weeks too. And then I felt sorry for anyone who had to be within twelve feet of him today today if he didn’t get a shower. Turns out he took a cold one. He’s so butch. This is what happens when you don’t really have much to say you blog about things that are far too personal and not that entertaining.
Cut to tonight, for some reason all I wanted when I walked in the door was a hot bath, I never want a hot bath until right before bed or if I’m sick. But I must have had some ESP moment, the heat and water would not be on. And of course I was right. This sent me into major crankville, our apartment was like a meat locker and we had no hot water. So I kept my coat on and climbed under my quilt and pouted. That was when I should have been blogging and somehow coming up with something to actually say.
We had Fresh Direct chicken pies for dinner, I complained, Glenn told me to stop complaining I had a great life. I told him It wasn’t about my life or the pies (which are not bad) it was about being cold. Now the heat is on and I really just want to go to bed and watch the MSNBC special about Mark Zuckerberg. I’m either on Facebook or watching movies or specials about it or reading about it. Something wrong there. At least I don’t play Farmville.
Speaking of Facebook, I will leave you with this, I took this from someone’s page the other day. I actually did the right thing and clicked Share. And then I liked it so much I took a screenshot of it. I have totally forgotten whose page it was on so I can’t give them credit and I’m too lazy to go onto my page and scroll through the week back and look.
But I think this says it all.
