The third day of October in the Year of our Lord two thousand and ten.
The pilot light on the water heater went out. Relighting it proved fruitless. (Memo to myself: buy more burn cream.) Ruddy service technician won't come until Tuesday. Will have to make due with cold water until then. Didn't bother telling the others.
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Are you simply not invested in your continued survival...?
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So had you woken up first and attempted to put the kettle on...
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Gotta admit, I need something t'do after being cooped up in that madhouse for a week. If I say I'm visitin' family, Jared'll let me out on good behavior... and, well, s'been a while since I've seen ya. Would be nice t'chat with a bloke what doesn't think I'm an idiot right now...
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...An idiot? Not...exactly the words I would use to describe you. ...Unless of course you've finally taken a fancy to the rest of our siblings' favourite activity of pissing about.
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Ch, can't touch the stuff. Least of all not while I'm on all these meds n' the like. S'more... the row Braginski and I got into. Not gettin' too much approval for that, y'know?
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Not what I meant exactly, but regardless... And row? I mean, I've heard a somethings here and there, but I'm not in frequent contact with the grapevine, I'm afraid...
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