How can it be UnEventful, and yet so disturbing?



You know when your day starts out with the sound of rednecks in the backyard that something is just plain wrong.

With the lawnmower steadily buzzing away I went back to sleep (screw that!) Only to wake up later to a half mowed lawn, an empty lawnmower, and a Kirby salesman at the front door. Jade and I, having very little else to do, entertained them as the salesmen dropped off a tiny little girl, her Vacuum of Doom, and disappeared for about an hour. She showed us how the monstrosity worked, the whole time apologizing as it was only her second day. The whole thing was actually quite amusing. She was a neat person, after it was all said and done worth the distraction.

By the time they were leaving the lawnguy was FINALLY coming back. Apparently he had left about 930a to "get cigarettes, some oil for the mower, and be back." In the FOUR HOURS he was gone, he had also picked up his daughters, and brought stuff back to fix the weedwacker thing. So I was introduced to this dude through the kitchen window, watching him either jackoff or fix a weedwacked, I'm not sure. There was a lot of hand elbow motion, and I could only see from the back. When one of the daughters leaned in and her head disappeared behind his bulk, I was quite done with what I saw as a bad Redneck Lawnguy Porn.

What was really disturbing however were the comments Jade was coming back in the house with.
"Yea I just got out of the group home. I'm only here for the weekend."
"Sometimes my sister doesn't wipe good enough, and the crotch of her pants gets all rotted out."
O_O These girls scared me. Really. Well the HUGE red-headed Man-Gina did anyway. She claimed to be scared to come in the house when her sister brought them both in to get Ice. Then she was scared to come in and use the bathroom (not that I was pleased with the idea of her using my bathroom ANYWAY.) She must have been 5'5", 5'7", 250lbs, built more like a guy, dressed completely like a guy, had the personality of a retarded sociopathic cho-mo. I did NOT like her.

I threw my clothes on, left Jade to deal with them, and ran some errands before work. I got the Wedding Announcements in the mail, and got to the library before they closed this time! There's something about walking out with a new library card and three books clutched to your chest that lets you know you might be addicted to a series... SO HAPPY!



Went to work, about 3 hours early, so I shot the bull with Lannen up at base til I had to be in. Used to be a Marine and he's a fun one. Very talkative, tons of stories. Work was work. 6 hours (which puts me at 4.5 hours OT for the week. 19? for this pay period.)



However, to dull my happy-to-be-home mood: I got home having to pee in my nice clean bathroom, normal, but enter my bathroom to find someone has had some VERY BAD TIME in my toilet. I silently curse the friends Jade was going to come over to drink while I was gone, and like a normal human, flush the toilet. It got almost to the rim before I dared lean near it to move the stuff off the floor around it. It stopped just short and didn't spill. Thank god. No plunger, in that bathroom, btw. So I went and woke Jade up (well, I knocked on their door, it was just Jade that came.) I asked that she clean up what her guest had done to my BR. She plunged it, and apologized, but stated that no one came over that day. "It must have been one of the lawn girls." Ew. Bertha diarrhea'ed all over my damned toilet, and clogged it up. Thank you, you G'D' Red-Headed Yeti.



I was thinking of going for a short run, but after the shots we heard fired last night I decided against it. I really want to get on some more though, because I'm afraid I won't be up to snuff for the 5k on the 16th! At the same time I'm also worried my knee will hurt too much to finish :( I want to so much!



Alright, I know there's more in there somewhere. I'm really just working on wedding stuff and counting the days til Shane gets home from JRTC. He called today, but I was at work and couldn't talk :( I spent the rest of the night wondering if 132.00 was worth not getting to talk to him, when I'm working tomorrow night and probably won't get to either! :( Fail. Epic fail.



OH! A kitty moved onto the front porch. Jade and I are feeding it, and she loves to be petted! Does the lil tongue out thing when you're giving her skritchies, and jumps up like a circus cat to your hand to be pet! I would have given her more than a cursory pat on my way in if her tail hadn't been poopie for some reason. I've had my fill of feces for the night, thank you.



Plus, I want this shirt!

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