My head is splitting open, yaaaaaaye~! :D
WARNING: This post contains a high amount of Capslock Abuse. :D
SO! THIS WEEK ON THE ADVENTURES OF ZAC AND ZIRI...
Our fearless heroes are battling the evil APARTMENT MONSTER.
So yeah, Zac shanghaied me sometime around...8:30-ish? 9pm last night? Anyway, I didn't get home until around 2:30 this morning. D:
Why? Apartment cleaning. OHGAWD. I have to say though, we kicked that apartment's ass. Apartment 301, btw. SILENT HILL MUCH? Rofl.
So yeah, cleaned all his cousin's junk up, stacked it in a corner, sorted out Zac's FIVE GIANT GARBAGE BAGS of clothes he's going to GIVE AWAY. (He has so much clothes, I swear, I WASN'T KIDDING ABOUT NEEDING TO DEDICATE AN ENTIRE ROOM TO HIS WARDROBE.) Then proceeded to neatly fold and stack all the rest of his clothes and set them aside. Dirty clothes ended up piling up in a hamper in a corner of the room. By the time we were done? The pile of dirty laundry reached the ceiling. I swear I wanted to grab it all, throw it in the car and go WASH IT. DX
My need to clean was relieved by the fact that Zac is planning on bringing his clothes by so I can wash them for him, and get paid for it too, wh00ts. ...The money goes to mom and dad for laundry supplies though, drat. D:
Found Zac's arts from back when we first started college, found surprisingly large amounts of spare change in random places around the apartment, and I ended up rescuing a bunch of stuff from being chucked into the trash. Like the red pleather pants that would've become a Sora costume, but Zac lost interest. Which he does, all the time. Okay, Howl. (No seriously, Howell Jenkins is apparently my gay brother. Suck.) I'm also holding onto his Advent Children wallscrolls until further notice (he gave them to me, but I figure I'll give them back when he's got a place he can decorate properly). I'm also probably going to end up holding onto his Batman Begins poster for him.
As it is, I am Teh Tired, sore, and I feel like someone beat me with planks. Wark.
PS - Kevin Smith, WTH!? STOP STALKING ME AND ZAC, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!?!! D:<
PPS - Please, guys! I need moar Back-On. You have no idea. Where can I get more of this hotness? I need to know~! ;; 3 ;;
SO! THIS WEEK ON THE ADVENTURES OF ZAC AND ZIRI...
Our fearless heroes are battling the evil APARTMENT MONSTER.
So yeah, Zac shanghaied me sometime around...8:30-ish? 9pm last night? Anyway, I didn't get home until around 2:30 this morning. D:
Why? Apartment cleaning. OHGAWD. I have to say though, we kicked that apartment's ass. Apartment 301, btw. SILENT HILL MUCH? Rofl.
So yeah, cleaned all his cousin's junk up, stacked it in a corner, sorted out Zac's FIVE GIANT GARBAGE BAGS of clothes he's going to GIVE AWAY. (He has so much clothes, I swear, I WASN'T KIDDING ABOUT NEEDING TO DEDICATE AN ENTIRE ROOM TO HIS WARDROBE.) Then proceeded to neatly fold and stack all the rest of his clothes and set them aside. Dirty clothes ended up piling up in a hamper in a corner of the room. By the time we were done? The pile of dirty laundry reached the ceiling. I swear I wanted to grab it all, throw it in the car and go WASH IT. DX
My need to clean was relieved by the fact that Zac is planning on bringing his clothes by so I can wash them for him, and get paid for it too, wh00ts. ...The money goes to mom and dad for laundry supplies though, drat. D:
Found Zac's arts from back when we first started college, found surprisingly large amounts of spare change in random places around the apartment, and I ended up rescuing a bunch of stuff from being chucked into the trash. Like the red pleather pants that would've become a Sora costume, but Zac lost interest. Which he does, all the time. Okay, Howl. (No seriously, Howell Jenkins is apparently my gay brother. Suck.) I'm also holding onto his Advent Children wallscrolls until further notice (he gave them to me, but I figure I'll give them back when he's got a place he can decorate properly). I'm also probably going to end up holding onto his Batman Begins poster for him.
As it is, I am Teh Tired, sore, and I feel like someone beat me with planks. Wark.
PS - Kevin Smith, WTH!? STOP STALKING ME AND ZAC, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!?!! D:<
PPS - Please, guys! I need moar Back-On. You have no idea. Where can I get more of this hotness? I need to know~! ;; 3 ;;