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Sep. 13th, 2008 12:34 pm Honestly, I miss having a confidant I could share everything with. My life is such a spider web of associations I can't do that anymore; perhaps never should have. Plus, it is taxing on the people who keep secrets when you share them - which often put people in ethical dilemmas blah blah.
I just spent 4 hours of my short life cleaning my old apt. What was left to clean? Nothing really, or so you'd think. First I started fussing with the dead light, only to find that there was nothing wrong with the switch...the girls just never replaced the light bulbs, 3 of them, when they burned out...getting a lamp instead. o_O I scrubbed the tub, made the sinks all sparkly, de-haired the drains...
Do you want to know why I date gay girls, or find them hot? You really wanna know? Because they have short hair. It's not about body, sex, being exotic or hard to get...and I don't really care about dating gay or bi girls. No, it's knowing if things work out I won't be shoving a steel snake down the fucking drain and pulling out her mane in clumps 3 months later. I won't have to wear gloves, bend-twist-beg-manipulate that thing into the bowels of hell, pull it back up with it's vile black rank-smelling goo and associated lumps in tow, as the exposed end lashes about spritzing filth around the room like a shaking dog, invariably nailing you in the eye, only to find the drain is still slow.
...and used wood treatment to make all the cabinets in the kitchen, including the worn ones with water marks, a nice even almond honey. Then I pulled down each window, folding them in (I had to re-learn how to do this) and cleaning them all inside and out. Yeah, I did windows. I also took the screens down and hosed them off. I swear it's 200 lumens brighter now. Or 2000. What's a lumen?
The place is fucking sparkling and reeks of happy chemicals. I am not and do not.
I hit the market today and found some awesome books at $1 each:
1. Ray Bradbury - Zen in the art of writing
2. Geek love
3. Short stories from the New Yorker (1925-1940, 68 stories)
4. WHY CATS PAINT!
Sad part was the seller had a ton of environmental, economics of environment, and population issue texts. I noted this and said it was his old work - but it was too late.
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Date: 2008-09-13 05:53 pm (UTC)TAX ME BITCH!
Except in certain scenarios...
Especially if they involved people that I think are grody.
--k
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Date: 2008-09-13 06:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-13 06:56 pm (UTC)There is a lot you've told me that I don't want to hear. But you are my friend so I throw the back of my hand against my forehead and pretend to faint while listening.
...and it's not important, right?
Dunno dude. Haven't heard it yet!#@!#!@#!$
And you think the people are grody.
I think most people are grody. Tho only a handful of "your people" are grody. You can't help it that you like grody people. Your grody filter is simply not as strong as mine! Meditate on grodiness. You'll find peace.
--k
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Date: 2008-09-13 06:58 pm (UTC)Yeah, the chances of you and I in a threesome are just remote.
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Date: 2008-09-13 07:15 pm (UTC)The chances of you and I in a threesome are impossible.
If you are drinking too early in the day - I'd suggest you refrain from writing on LJ cause that whole response is just wacked dude.
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Date: 2008-09-13 07:22 pm (UTC)Humor - grow one. Thanks for the jab though.
The response could be seen as funny, sorry it missed on you.
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Date: 2008-09-13 07:32 pm (UTC)I was simply being playful and offering you a listening ear.
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Date: 2008-09-13 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-13 11:02 pm (UTC)Oh, a lumen is the light given off by 1 candle a foot away on a 1 ft square surface...don't ask me what kind of candle, how long or thick the wick is or what kind of wax is involoved...it's like horsepower...a pygmie horse or a clydesdale...or a pygmie clydesdale?
Gonna try to head out if my friends are up to it.
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Date: 2008-09-13 11:46 pm (UTC)I also want to try something weird - cafe asia in Rosslyn does a techno night thur, fri, and sat. While I'm sure it's full of that azn mafia looking crowd that hangs at the bar in happy hour, I was doing dinner there with friends the other night and liked what i heard them playing as they geared up.
I have to like it though - could walk there. SPOILT
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Date: 2008-09-13 11:24 pm (UTC)You speak truth here, brother, profound truth.
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Date: 2008-09-15 08:26 am (UTC)There was some fun with Liquid Plumber (dirty stinkin' hippie strength), then a couple of tools, then some epoxy and a new grill for the shower drain (oops...)...
When I did the screens, I actually got out a ladder and did the window washer thing with the squeegie and all. That was satisfying. To look at them now though... not so satisfying.
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Date: 2008-09-15 09:56 am (UTC)Ladder and squeegie might have been easier.
Here's a fun idea - Nair down the drain!