Wet Willie

Mmmmm. . . moisture.


I'll say this much - ol' Billy boy makes it almost comfortable outside, with highs around 80 rather than the low 90's. If it's gonna be muggy and rainy anyways, I'll take what I can get.

aishlynn is doing much better this morning after the weekend's inconvenience and discomfort - the swelling abated over the night, and while she's still tender, it's not nearly so onerous as it had been.

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Aside: I nominally ignore LJ Drama, but this was too fucking funny. Yes, kids, someone impersonating their own mother.

Show Me The Money

[snitched from nyte and angelsil]

( You have one billion dollars. Spend it. Now. )

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So, ol' Billy Boy didn't like being my bitch.

He did, however, score me at least a half day off of work. I promptly spent the next hour playing traffic cop in knee-deep water, shunting idjits into a nearby parking lot rather than let them push more water into our apartment complex. One bitch drove over the goddamn median behind a stop sign to get around me and drive into the complex. I hope she lives on a ground-floor apartment.

I'm pleased to note that I can still push a Volvo 240DL wagon uphill, barefoot, when the driver of said car floods it.

We lost power for about an hour here at the apartment. Hooray, I reinstalled my UPS software last night, and it works perfectly - I get five minutes of flawless uptime, give or take, to shut things down.

[the preceeding was written at 3pm and updated at 430. it is now 1045 and our power just came back on. bastiches]