The Toliets Are on Strike!
So there is now only one toliet (out of four!) in our house that actually works. It sucks and I have the room farthest from it. My toliet had part of it's internal workings just break clean off (snapped in half), G & R's toliet leaks, and my parents toliet constantly runs. What the hell. I think there's like a toliet gremlin living in my house because there is no reason for the toliets to keep randomly crapping out. Anyways we're having a plumber come and look at it. Praise the Lord.
Speaking of the Lord I really wanna know how the Jehovah's Witnesses have such perfect timing. Everytime they show up:My parents are out, I've had maybe four hours of sleep at the most, I'm running around in my PJs, and I can't pretend I'm not home for various and sundry reasons. This all leads to me having to talk to them while looking amazingly ratty while half asleep and unable to speak coherently let alone find a way out of the conversation gracefully. *sigh*. I just don't have it in my to be nasty to perfectly nice old ladies trying to help me find Jesus or enlightenment or whatever.
Still no food in the house. Is most sucky (rather like Heather's navigational skills).
Speaking of the Lord I really wanna know how the Jehovah's Witnesses have such perfect timing. Everytime they show up:My parents are out, I've had maybe four hours of sleep at the most, I'm running around in my PJs, and I can't pretend I'm not home for various and sundry reasons. This all leads to me having to talk to them while looking amazingly ratty while half asleep and unable to speak coherently let alone find a way out of the conversation gracefully. *sigh*. I just don't have it in my to be nasty to perfectly nice old ladies trying to help me find Jesus or enlightenment or whatever.
Still no food in the house. Is most sucky (rather like Heather's navigational skills).