Arsenic and Air conditioning
Hello to all my loyal fans and avid readers:
Today I spin a story of magical mystery..but first, our villan. He is an evil lephrucan toad named Evan and if I had any power at all, I assure you I would zap him!
And now back to our story, when Becky and I moved into the house in June we were excited! This house has character and ambition! We want it to be spectacular, so of course-it will be! I mean it is a work in progress-Evan the toad still needs to move out, I need a pull cord for my fan, Kev is re-doing the basement so he can have his office down there, the whole house needs doors, but everything is in progress! Then at our first house meeting, our landlords said that they were going to be putting central air in the house! WOOT WOOT! I <3 air conditioning! So it is finally in and everything is really starting to fit together...then Evan the toad has to barge in. The fat one is in the kitchen again-making her bagel and smear and toad slinks down the stairs, "it is cold in here, is the fucking air on?!?!" And here I am in the kitchen thinking to myself, yes the fucking air is on! Isn't that why we got it so the fucking air could be on! Then he goes into this rant about temperature and the electric bill, it was set on 75-that is like the perfect temperature not to cold but not warm either! Better yet-the temp in the house was 82 fucking degrees! It was warm! I mean we have the fucking air conditioning so we can turn it on! He baffles me!
I am currently in search of magical powers or arsenic! ZAP!!!
Today I spin a story of magical mystery..but first, our villan. He is an evil lephrucan toad named Evan and if I had any power at all, I assure you I would zap him!
And now back to our story, when Becky and I moved into the house in June we were excited! This house has character and ambition! We want it to be spectacular, so of course-it will be! I mean it is a work in progress-Evan the toad still needs to move out, I need a pull cord for my fan, Kev is re-doing the basement so he can have his office down there, the whole house needs doors, but everything is in progress! Then at our first house meeting, our landlords said that they were going to be putting central air in the house! WOOT WOOT! I <3 air conditioning! So it is finally in and everything is really starting to fit together...then Evan the toad has to barge in. The fat one is in the kitchen again-making her bagel and smear and toad slinks down the stairs, "it is cold in here, is the fucking air on?!?!" And here I am in the kitchen thinking to myself, yes the fucking air is on! Isn't that why we got it so the fucking air could be on! Then he goes into this rant about temperature and the electric bill, it was set on 75-that is like the perfect temperature not to cold but not warm either! Better yet-the temp in the house was 82 fucking degrees! It was warm! I mean we have the fucking air conditioning so we can turn it on! He baffles me!
I am currently in search of magical powers or arsenic! ZAP!!!