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Chanticleer
5 years ago
::Turing City Asylum::
Welcome to your every fantasy, whim, and desire come true. Stay a night or two and leave relaxed, relieved, and satisfied. All prices are upfront and final, any last minute additions can be made at the main lobby desk with Ms. Claire.
Welcome to your every fantasy, whim, and desire come true. Stay a night or two and leave relaxed, relieved, and satisfied. All prices are upfront and final, any last minute additions can be made at the main lobby desk with Ms. Claire.
Just raise that sun up please Mr Chanticleer. I ain't yet awake you see.
So much to do and so little time to do it and yet today I feel has been an absolute mess. The morning started off with an absolute bang! Pissed my bed! What a lovely sensation to wake up to. Luckily I woke up quick enough to only have a small puddle to deal with... So I get up, tear everything off my bed, strip out of my wet clothes, get baking soda on the bed to help absorb what it can and put my sheets into the laundry. Afterwards I make breakfast, eat some granola bar since I can't eat eggs and didn't want to make oatmeal for the 1000th time, and then take care of the dishes. I play a bit of GTA as I wait for my bedding to wash'n dry then decide after that's all done'n settled to go out and deal with the leaves underneath the orange tree with a broom. the housemate comes out asks me if I'd rather use the leaf blower to which I reply with "I'm OK I'll deal with it this way thank you." he goes in and then out pops the bf with the leaf blower not too long after the housemate disappears into the house. They want me to use the blower to blow the leaves into a pile, which I begrudgingly do since I said I was OK with doing it with a broom... I begin to sweep with the blower as I'd done dozens of times before with something more volatile than orange tree leaves. Apparently they were under the assumption that I wanted to do it quickly which I was fine with just zenning out sweeping up the leaves but it is what it is.
It was an old broom that I'd been using and now... now due to my temper that old shitty thing is in the trash so bleh. I was prepared to get sweaty, dirty, and nasty and shower afterwards.
You'll have to forgive any errors in grammar or spelling that happen to pass by Grammarly as I'm fairly drunk at this point in the day. I hate telling people one thing to have them try to push me to pursue their own avenue to get things done.
So much to do and so little time to do it and yet today I feel has been an absolute mess. The morning started off with an absolute bang! Pissed my bed! What a lovely sensation to wake up to. Luckily I woke up quick enough to only have a small puddle to deal with... So I get up, tear everything off my bed, strip out of my wet clothes, get baking soda on the bed to help absorb what it can and put my sheets into the laundry. Afterwards I make breakfast, eat some granola bar since I can't eat eggs and didn't want to make oatmeal for the 1000th time, and then take care of the dishes. I play a bit of GTA as I wait for my bedding to wash'n dry then decide after that's all done'n settled to go out and deal with the leaves underneath the orange tree with a broom. the housemate comes out asks me if I'd rather use the leaf blower to which I reply with "I'm OK I'll deal with it this way thank you." he goes in and then out pops the bf with the leaf blower not too long after the housemate disappears into the house. They want me to use the blower to blow the leaves into a pile, which I begrudgingly do since I said I was OK with doing it with a broom... I begin to sweep with the blower as I'd done dozens of times before with something more volatile than orange tree leaves. Apparently they were under the assumption that I wanted to do it quickly which I was fine with just zenning out sweeping up the leaves but it is what it is.
It was an old broom that I'd been using and now... now due to my temper that old shitty thing is in the trash so bleh. I was prepared to get sweaty, dirty, and nasty and shower afterwards.
You'll have to forgive any errors in grammar or spelling that happen to pass by Grammarly as I'm fairly drunk at this point in the day. I hate telling people one thing to have them try to push me to pursue their own avenue to get things done.
