Apr 27, 2009 21:43
Nothing like getting rattled around a little, huh? Wouldn't have been so bad if the jolt hadn't broke that good, good bottle of whiskey that I wished for. And here I thought I'd skipped out on 'be careful what you wish for.' Kinda' bums me out.
But too bad, so sad. Now I just need one of them little squeegey-mops. You know, the kind with the pads and the cleaning fluid inside. They look useful on commercials, at least. I ain't got shit for cleaning. Might want to consider some shelving, too, assuming we ain't officially Earthquake Country.
At least the weather's looking up. Stupid, fucking place.