i need a house that's secluded from everyone by a good quarter mile
hi, it's me. it's 8:30 in the morning. and i'm awake. why am i awake you ask?? well, that's because the neighbors behind me are having their bathtub drain snaked. and it sounds as if there is demolition going on rather than a pipe having a long, flexible, metal stick like contraption being ran down into the drain. it's a lovely wake up call, don't you think? too bad i went to bed at 4am this morning and didn't fall asleep until around 5. and that was early since i had been going to bed after 5 the past couple of days and not falling asleep til 6 or so (i get more and more nocturnal as the fits of depression come on and when they finally hit). also too bad i got up around 7 to feed the cat and use the restroom.
so it sounds like the world is ending (okay yes that is an exaggeration) and i get dressed to see if there's a plumbing rig outside. i find my next door neighbor and ask him if he's having his pipes worked on (hmm yeah so much innuendo there but i'm glad it wasn't taken as so) and he replies that he thinks it's the back side neighbor and that the landlord is here with a plumber from hood river. about 30 seconds later the landlord comes walking by. we exchange hellos and he informs me that the neighbors are indeed having their pipes worked on because the drain was pretty clogged. i inform him that i'm aware as all the noise woke me up. he says "oh geez, i'm sorry. i didn't think it would be that noisy. i'm sorry we woke you up. i didn't even think of that." i, of course, being sweet and innocent say "ahh, no it's cool." yes, ladies and gentleman i am an idiot...and a pushover. well that and i'm tired as fuck and don't have the energy to be full-on mad right now...but peeved seems to be somewhat in effect. the landlord asks me if the snake is coming up into my drain and i say for what i know, no and that i'd actually about two minutes prior checked my tub to see if the horrible racket was something gone awry on my end of things as it didn't sound anywhere near what i've known snaking a drain to sound like. i come back into my cozy, old apartment and go upstairs to double check. yep, no snake. knock on the door sends me back downstairs. i confirm with the landlord that indeed i've got no snaking action on my end of the deal. i then am brought in on top-secret information (okay not really but damnit let me pretend because it makes me less peeved...that and i'm incredibly silly when i'm this tired) that all four apartments are connected by a cross pipe and drain into one main drain. i guess that should have occured to me and made sense earlier, but i thought it to be quite ridiculous a concept given that yes i know the building is old but did the plumbers not think that if the main drain needed to be snaked, with such a configuration the snake could go in one drain pipe and come up into that of another bathtub instead of down into the main pipe?? hmm yes intelligent design dear sirs.
anyhoo, it's about a half hour later now and the racket is gone. i guess they fixed it. my landlord did ask if my drainage was okay and i said that it was fine, a little slow but fine as i understand they're old pipes. really, it is okay because it being old pipes and all but it is shitty drainage. however, i know of a chemical that my mother and i had to use at our old apartment (because see i thought i shed a lot of hair in the shower but that lady sheds like a fucking dog!! and so with the two combined a clog occured rather quickly) which worked wonders and it isn't so strong as to be damagingly corrosive to the pipes...just to the hair and crap clogged in them. so i intend to borrow some from the big bottle she bought one of these days when i get over to her place again (aka when the next bill for my car loan from her comes in) or get the name from her so i can go buy the $9 solution myself.
but right now i'm going to attempt to fall back into a slumber. thank god the overcast, gloomy winter days have finally arrived. sleeping, well trying to, when the sun pierces through one's curtains and lights up the bedroom like it's the freakin' christmas tree at rockafeller center is quite difficult a task...but these gloomy days keep it just dark enough where i can put my dark sheet over my head to cover my eyes and that be dark enough for my brain to think it's still nighttime.
so it sounds like the world is ending (okay yes that is an exaggeration) and i get dressed to see if there's a plumbing rig outside. i find my next door neighbor and ask him if he's having his pipes worked on (hmm yeah so much innuendo there but i'm glad it wasn't taken as so) and he replies that he thinks it's the back side neighbor and that the landlord is here with a plumber from hood river. about 30 seconds later the landlord comes walking by. we exchange hellos and he informs me that the neighbors are indeed having their pipes worked on because the drain was pretty clogged. i inform him that i'm aware as all the noise woke me up. he says "oh geez, i'm sorry. i didn't think it would be that noisy. i'm sorry we woke you up. i didn't even think of that." i, of course, being sweet and innocent say "ahh, no it's cool." yes, ladies and gentleman i am an idiot...and a pushover. well that and i'm tired as fuck and don't have the energy to be full-on mad right now...but peeved seems to be somewhat in effect. the landlord asks me if the snake is coming up into my drain and i say for what i know, no and that i'd actually about two minutes prior checked my tub to see if the horrible racket was something gone awry on my end of things as it didn't sound anywhere near what i've known snaking a drain to sound like. i come back into my cozy, old apartment and go upstairs to double check. yep, no snake. knock on the door sends me back downstairs. i confirm with the landlord that indeed i've got no snaking action on my end of the deal. i then am brought in on top-secret information (okay not really but damnit let me pretend because it makes me less peeved...that and i'm incredibly silly when i'm this tired) that all four apartments are connected by a cross pipe and drain into one main drain. i guess that should have occured to me and made sense earlier, but i thought it to be quite ridiculous a concept given that yes i know the building is old but did the plumbers not think that if the main drain needed to be snaked, with such a configuration the snake could go in one drain pipe and come up into that of another bathtub instead of down into the main pipe?? hmm yes intelligent design dear sirs.
anyhoo, it's about a half hour later now and the racket is gone. i guess they fixed it. my landlord did ask if my drainage was okay and i said that it was fine, a little slow but fine as i understand they're old pipes. really, it is okay because it being old pipes and all but it is shitty drainage. however, i know of a chemical that my mother and i had to use at our old apartment (because see i thought i shed a lot of hair in the shower but that lady sheds like a fucking dog!! and so with the two combined a clog occured rather quickly) which worked wonders and it isn't so strong as to be damagingly corrosive to the pipes...just to the hair and crap clogged in them. so i intend to borrow some from the big bottle she bought one of these days when i get over to her place again (aka when the next bill for my car loan from her comes in) or get the name from her so i can go buy the $9 solution myself.
but right now i'm going to attempt to fall back into a slumber. thank god the overcast, gloomy winter days have finally arrived. sleeping, well trying to, when the sun pierces through one's curtains and lights up the bedroom like it's the freakin' christmas tree at rockafeller center is quite difficult a task...but these gloomy days keep it just dark enough where i can put my dark sheet over my head to cover my eyes and that be dark enough for my brain to think it's still nighttime.