Wren, Krentz, and Dan- you guys don't know how good you have it...
I'm so sick of this place. This little one bedroom apartment in ghettoville. I'm surrounded by drug addicts, degenerates- and just plain jerks. Its 2:30 in the morning. The last time I was up until 2:30 in the morning was the lan party- and at least there I had some games to play. But right now, I don't have any games- all I have to do is laundry. And I'm going to be up until about 4:30 doing it. The story goes as follows:
Charity and I got home at about 12:30 tonight. We knew we had to do laundry, and our original plan was to do it early in the morning. However, neither of us wanted to get up that early- so we decided we would just do it late tonight and then wake up early. So we got started on our laundry. We had six loads (that would normally be three loads for everyone else in the world- but our beloved apartment complex provides us with the state of the art in tiny washers and ineffective dryers). There are four dryers and four washers down there- but one of the washers has been broken for 8 months or so, and one of the dryers has been broken for 5 months or so. So there are only three working. So with six loads, we could (theoretically) do three at a time- then we would have to wait for the half hour for the washer- and then two one hour sessions for the two cycles of drying, and we would be done. So, theoretically, we could be done in two and a half hours plus the time it takes to put clothes in/take them out etc. However, after we finished the first washing cycle, we found that there were only two dryers working- another one has been broken. So we had to make a decision- either we could spend three hours drying clothes, or we could squeeze the three loads into two dryers and then have a bunch of somewhat damp clothes- but at least we'd be able to get to bed a little bit earlier. We decided on the latter of the two. So we squeezed them into two dryers and went back to our apartment. An hour later, we got a rather unpleasent surprise. When we went to switch our laundry- we found that someone had gone in there and opened the dryers. No particular reason- they didn't take any clothes or anything like that- they just opened the dryers so that they shut off and let them sit there not drying. Buttholes. So now, we still have to wait for three drying cycles, but we also get to have damp clothes as well!
Its late, I'm tired, and the excessive mesquitos that like to hang out in the crappy laundry room aren't making the situation any better....... I can't wait till I have a home. A house. A house, with a front door that is not directly in front of somebody else's front door. A yard that seperates me from them. So they can smoke their pot and fight and yell all they want- and I won't care because I will not be RIGHT FRICKIN' NEXT TO THEM!!!!! AND THEY CAN SCREW UP THEIR LAUNDRY AND BEAT EACH OTHER AND THE COPS CAN COME OVER THERE AS MUCH AS THEY WANT BECAUSE I WON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT!!! I'LL HAVE MY OWN FRICKIN' LAUNDRY MACHINES THAT I WON'T HAVE TO SHARE WITH THE SCUM OF SOCIETY- THE ONLY TIME I WILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH THEM IS WHEN I GIVE THEM A POLITE NOD AS I WALK TO MY CAR TO GO TO WORK IN THE MORNING!!!! I will have furniture and rooms to put it in! You will have more options of places to sit when you come to my home than on my one old crappy couch or on one of my crappy dining chairs. But most of all- most of frickin' all- I will not be surrounded by pathetic excuses for men and women that are too lazy and stupid to get their act together and work hard to make their situation better. They are perfectly content to drink and smoke their lives away while treating each other like dirt- and I don't want to be around it any more!
Charity and I got home at about 12:30 tonight. We knew we had to do laundry, and our original plan was to do it early in the morning. However, neither of us wanted to get up that early- so we decided we would just do it late tonight and then wake up early. So we got started on our laundry. We had six loads (that would normally be three loads for everyone else in the world- but our beloved apartment complex provides us with the state of the art in tiny washers and ineffective dryers). There are four dryers and four washers down there- but one of the washers has been broken for 8 months or so, and one of the dryers has been broken for 5 months or so. So there are only three working. So with six loads, we could (theoretically) do three at a time- then we would have to wait for the half hour for the washer- and then two one hour sessions for the two cycles of drying, and we would be done. So, theoretically, we could be done in two and a half hours plus the time it takes to put clothes in/take them out etc. However, after we finished the first washing cycle, we found that there were only two dryers working- another one has been broken. So we had to make a decision- either we could spend three hours drying clothes, or we could squeeze the three loads into two dryers and then have a bunch of somewhat damp clothes- but at least we'd be able to get to bed a little bit earlier. We decided on the latter of the two. So we squeezed them into two dryers and went back to our apartment. An hour later, we got a rather unpleasent surprise. When we went to switch our laundry- we found that someone had gone in there and opened the dryers. No particular reason- they didn't take any clothes or anything like that- they just opened the dryers so that they shut off and let them sit there not drying. Buttholes. So now, we still have to wait for three drying cycles, but we also get to have damp clothes as well!
Its late, I'm tired, and the excessive mesquitos that like to hang out in the crappy laundry room aren't making the situation any better....... I can't wait till I have a home. A house. A house, with a front door that is not directly in front of somebody else's front door. A yard that seperates me from them. So they can smoke their pot and fight and yell all they want- and I won't care because I will not be RIGHT FRICKIN' NEXT TO THEM!!!!! AND THEY CAN SCREW UP THEIR LAUNDRY AND BEAT EACH OTHER AND THE COPS CAN COME OVER THERE AS MUCH AS THEY WANT BECAUSE I WON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT!!! I'LL HAVE MY OWN FRICKIN' LAUNDRY MACHINES THAT I WON'T HAVE TO SHARE WITH THE SCUM OF SOCIETY- THE ONLY TIME I WILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH THEM IS WHEN I GIVE THEM A POLITE NOD AS I WALK TO MY CAR TO GO TO WORK IN THE MORNING!!!! I will have furniture and rooms to put it in! You will have more options of places to sit when you come to my home than on my one old crappy couch or on one of my crappy dining chairs. But most of all- most of frickin' all- I will not be surrounded by pathetic excuses for men and women that are too lazy and stupid to get their act together and work hard to make their situation better. They are perfectly content to drink and smoke their lives away while treating each other like dirt- and I don't want to be around it any more!