discolé monade

no. you.

laundromats are a crap shoot. some can be pretty...ok. some are sketchy af. sorry.

+10 prep/reason skills.

2 hours later. this is me, not getting shit done. ffs.

yeah...that's the other thing. and it's currently riding @ #1 on the list of 'wtf else can happen?' i have to move the masonry on that piece. which is fine. i'm going to use it as a border. and then plant 'spiky/thorny' plants. because apparently that fucks with 'feng shui'.

ok... AI, calm down.

hmmm. weird. all these years i thought it was 42. go god!

what is the answer to life, the universe, and everything?

bloody hell... ANYWAY... i think i may have to go clothes shopping. i have a few 'office' outfits that i can get through the week with...but, after that...i'll be 'so last week'

ew.

that's not how this works.

like, an almost over~whelming amount of stuff. projects and spring cleaning procrastination biting me right in the ass today. and to top it off i have a mammogram scheduled before i have to go in my first day. so...yay. get to finish getting ready at the dr.'s office. fml, i hate having to 'tote' additional shite.

what are you up to? >.>

one word: barometer.

no. just the other fountain. there's a leak somewhere in the basin, but can't seem to get repaired. so, made it into a flower/plant bed. the friend garden.

no, but now i have to drain that damn fountain. again. hopefully this week. pretty sure i start work next week.

fuck shitty neighbors. they can go to hell. they can go to hell, and die.

just queud it. checking on 'ingress' now.

oh shit. we didn't get a pic. friday. for prosperity. i can't wait to see it in a couple weeks.