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My bathroom stinks of vodka. most likely one of my neighbours has given the pipes alcohol. I hope it's not the result of someone over-drinking hence the husband/wife has poured all the left-over liquid into the toilet.
Let's just think one of the neighbours tried to use a new idea in cleaning the pipes where you had to use alcohol.
I just hope the smell goes away by sunday or everyone who are coming to my place might think I'm hiding my stash of vodka in my bathroom somewhere...
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isn't it funny how you find everything else to be so interesting but not the thing you actually have to do. for example I need to write a difficult paper by tomorrow. I don't know if I can do it, yesterday I basically pulled my hair already... thank god for inventing moms and their husbands since they gave me finally a great idea. so anyway have the idea, have some material also about the idea. and most likely I don't need to go to the libary for more materials.. which is great right? so all I need to do now is sit down quietly, stare the word document and just let it rip.. just write everything down...
1) I do not sit quietly.. anywhere... it's a huge problem
2) I can not stare at the word document. I start to itch everywhere and I need to move right at that moment away from the pc
3) I find every single book on my bookshelf to be really really interesting. did you know I have poetry books on my shelf? Generally I don't like poetry. But the books I have they are from the people I know. I can not believe I have been such a bad friend and I haven't read any of these books through from the front page till the end.. I should do it... one day... yezz.. and then I should read "The Alchemic" in korean and then Sigmund Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams", and the Japanese horror stories "Realm of the dead".. and and and...
Let's just think one of the neighbours tried to use a new idea in cleaning the pipes where you had to use alcohol.
I just hope the smell goes away by sunday or everyone who are coming to my place might think I'm hiding my stash of vodka in my bathroom somewhere...
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isn't it funny how you find everything else to be so interesting but not the thing you actually have to do. for example I need to write a difficult paper by tomorrow. I don't know if I can do it, yesterday I basically pulled my hair already... thank god for inventing moms and their husbands since they gave me finally a great idea. so anyway have the idea, have some material also about the idea. and most likely I don't need to go to the libary for more materials.. which is great right? so all I need to do now is sit down quietly, stare the word document and just let it rip.. just write everything down...
1) I do not sit quietly.. anywhere... it's a huge problem
2) I can not stare at the word document. I start to itch everywhere and I need to move right at that moment away from the pc
3) I find every single book on my bookshelf to be really really interesting. did you know I have poetry books on my shelf? Generally I don't like poetry. But the books I have they are from the people I know. I can not believe I have been such a bad friend and I haven't read any of these books through from the front page till the end.. I should do it... one day... yezz.. and then I should read "The Alchemic" in korean and then Sigmund Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams", and the Japanese horror stories "Realm of the dead".. and and and...