homeless
where: in the basement room of my colleague, (monkey-boy, to t hose who have heard tell of him)
why: pikey pissing scum plumbers not doing the work the y are supposed to, but fannying off to Spain for a week whilst I have no hot water, no shower, no basin, no toilet, half an inch of ground wall over the flat and great lumps of crap liberally scattered all over the place from where they decided no to put up a sheet or something between the area they are/were working and the rest om my tiny flat. I sleep in an attic room, which is accessible through the hallway, and up a perilous ladder/stairecase. Despite this, even my rug is half an inch thick wiht dust and crap.
I am getting very, very fed up with this. Monkey boy has been great with me staying at his for the last two and a half weeks (really, 18 days and counting) and is of course the perfect host, with the feeding, entertainment, and films, but I am going crazy to lack of my own washing machine. Incidentally, it would be a lot easier if his mother wasn't also staying with him at the moment, in a post-divorce depression. It gets better! !!!!!! !
This is why I haven't been about recently. that and quarreling with the bank who keep stealing large sums of money from my account. Not for much longer the bastards. Ha!
Megh.
Am going ot emerge from this bastard place all shiney (new bathroom) and solvent (new bank).
In the mean time, do carry on.
why: pikey pissing scum plumbers not doing the work the y are supposed to, but fannying off to Spain for a week whilst I have no hot water, no shower, no basin, no toilet, half an inch of ground wall over the flat and great lumps of crap liberally scattered all over the place from where they decided no to put up a sheet or something between the area they are/were working and the rest om my tiny flat. I sleep in an attic room, which is accessible through the hallway, and up a perilous ladder/stairecase. Despite this, even my rug is half an inch thick wiht dust and crap.
I am getting very, very fed up with this. Monkey boy has been great with me staying at his for the last two and a half weeks (really, 18 days and counting) and is of course the perfect host, with the feeding, entertainment, and films, but I am going crazy to lack of my own washing machine. Incidentally, it would be a lot easier if his mother wasn't also staying with him at the moment, in a post-divorce depression. It gets better! !!!!!! !
This is why I haven't been about recently. that and quarreling with the bank who keep stealing large sums of money from my account. Not for much longer the bastards. Ha!
Megh.
Am going ot emerge from this bastard place all shiney (new bathroom) and solvent (new bank).
In the mean time, do carry on.