scrawls.

scrawls

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19.9.05

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our fridge is still busted, and is scheduled to be fixed tomorrow.
our internet is on-and-off borked.
the carpenter ants have been here far longer than we'd previously thought.
our house is full of holes, some big enough for mice, snakes, et c.
i can continue to believe that the stove and oven are working.
but we might need new windows.
and the foundation might be a little crumbly on one side.

the carpenter ant thing - combined with the fact that the bug dude thought evil mean nasty bugs were actually NESTING in the attic - waahhhhh! - we're a little shellshocked. More than a little really. maybe quite a bit. combined with the fact that the bug dude sprayed enough chemical around that m had to take a five-hour nap (ok, maybe that was the shellshockedness, but still). NESTING. FUCK. ME. if i could live in a hermetically sealed box i'd seriously consider it, you know? but the bug dude comes and sprays this little white powder all around the windows and first - the ants come out - and then - they go a little nuts - and then - they die. And they don't come out one at a time, they come out in hordes. and suddenly the interior of this window - how the fuck are they nesting in an aluminum fucking window? - is full of carpenter ants. And we had no idea. This on top of learning that THERE WERE EVIL MEAN NASTY BUGS NESTING IN MY ATTIC.

At least i sorta figured we had brown recluses. but we leave each other alone, and they eat the EVIL MEAN NASTY ...

this is getting a little repetitive. But the fridge is still busted. And if we needed either new windows (why, god, why) or to have the foundation fixed (please, no) ... perfect fucking timing. we just opened a savings account, we were trying to actually put stuff in it ... come on.

scrawled @ 15:37