Apr 01, 2005 23:39
You know, when I agreed to take the job of apartment manager for Rhia when she's gone, I thought it would just be paperwork, collecting rent, and showing people empty apartments. Okay, maybe the possible attempting to repair stuff before I finally give up and call a repair man, but I never expected much from the job.
But apparently the job description also includes fighting off a group of demonic acidic toads in Nick and Eric's bathroom. Huh, go figure. Only on the hellmouth.
Yeah, I was actually in the middle of having sex with India when Nick called saying that there were toads in his bathroom. Which dude, you have no idea how much that annoyed the hell out of me. I mean come on, of ALL times he decides to call about the damn toads. Honestly. So we go there very relunctaly and well, long story short, end up burning a hole through the floor right down to Mrs. Olsen's apartment. Which means we either had some real powerful acid, or some really shitty ceilings. Also I'm pretty damn sure that "demonic toads" is not covered by insurance, joy.
Just for crying out loud, demonic toads?? What the fuck? I know the hellmouth spits out some weirdass shit, but this is just damn ridiculous. And of all nights too, I mean come on, am I doomed to spend the rest of my life without having any sort of sex life with my girlfriend?
Though a small part of me is convinced that Nick set them in there on purpose to make sure to stop just that. I mean Sierra is dating him, she could of given them to him.
And in other news? Mikka called me and told me that she's going to be a broadway star. That someone actually wants her in New York. Okay, maybe she's finally cracked, but why not, go for it if she feels the need to. It might do her good to get away from the hellmouth for awhile. Especially if our plumbing is being invaded by fucking demonic toads.