Return of the Father
Dad's coming back today after two weeks at our country house, fishing crayfish. I've been quite the slob while home alone, so I've spent the afternoon ridding the house of two weeks worth of trash, old food and newspapers. When I went out with the trash I couldn't get into the trash room, so I put down the bags and started yanking at the door with my foot on the wall next to it to get some leverage, and... One of the grossest things _ever_ happened; about 20-30 earwigs fell down from where the doorframe had been pressed against the door itself, onto the ground in front of my feet. Eew.
I guess that's the karma you get for being lazy. ;P
I discovered that my SL card had been wedged inbetween the pages of an old newspaper I was about to throw away. Guh, figures, I must've spent at least 300-400 SEK on travels only last week. -_-;* Ah well, serves me right, I suppose, I should've checked the mail more closely. Luckily I found it before sending an angry complaint letter to SL, though. ^^;
I guess that's the karma you get for being lazy. ;P
I discovered that my SL card had been wedged inbetween the pages of an old newspaper I was about to throw away. Guh, figures, I must've spent at least 300-400 SEK on travels only last week. -_-;* Ah well, serves me right, I suppose, I should've checked the mail more closely. Luckily I found it before sending an angry complaint letter to SL, though. ^^;