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ok. the toilet is running and its driving me insane. this has never happened before. laur used it before we left to go to the omlette shop (which, of course, became denny's because she didn't want to end up smelling like it..i'll never really understand), and i just got back, and its still doing it. and its loud. as. fuck. and its making me nuts. really really nuts. its one of those things i can't ignore, i can't gloss over, i can't even put headphones on and forget about it, because the memory of the sound continues to be there. goddamnit. i hate that. and i hate sundays. i hate them. i think they're just a stupid day, waste of time, we should just have two thursdays, go straight to friday, saturday, and bam. monday. we can start the weekends on wednesday and no one will be any worse for the wear. i fucking hate sundays. and i've come to hate them a whole fucking lot more in the last few months than i ever did before...i just hate them. i hate everything about them. i really, really, really do.
and while we're on things i hate, i'm gonna throw this one out there too. about two years ago (almost exactly, actually, wow), i blew my eardrum. i don't mean i popped it going over afton or something normal like that, no, i got too close to an amp that i didn't know was going to get plugged in and...bam...blew it. blood running out of it and everything. and things in my right ear, while not really impaired, have never been the same. it was about the time in my life i started wearing earplugs all the time, something that i've abandoned since then because i realized, no matter what, when it all ends and i die before 30, i'll be a bit deaf and i'll have enjoyed the things that made me that way. well, as of late, like, in the last 2 days especially, it hurts. a lot. i mean. like it did when it happened. and i don't think i'm getting an ear infection, i know what they feel like, it just fucking hurts like a mother and i keep waiting for it to bleed or something, anything, and nothing is happening. and its not getting better. i took advil and some assorted other things that i probably shouldn't have, but its not helping. and its not getting better. and i hate it.
i think i'm done. yeah, and the toilet is still running.
that is all.
and while we're on things i hate, i'm gonna throw this one out there too. about two years ago (almost exactly, actually, wow), i blew my eardrum. i don't mean i popped it going over afton or something normal like that, no, i got too close to an amp that i didn't know was going to get plugged in and...bam...blew it. blood running out of it and everything. and things in my right ear, while not really impaired, have never been the same. it was about the time in my life i started wearing earplugs all the time, something that i've abandoned since then because i realized, no matter what, when it all ends and i die before 30, i'll be a bit deaf and i'll have enjoyed the things that made me that way. well, as of late, like, in the last 2 days especially, it hurts. a lot. i mean. like it did when it happened. and i don't think i'm getting an ear infection, i know what they feel like, it just fucking hurts like a mother and i keep waiting for it to bleed or something, anything, and nothing is happening. and its not getting better. i took advil and some assorted other things that i probably shouldn't have, but its not helping. and its not getting better. and i hate it.
i think i'm done. yeah, and the toilet is still running.
that is all.