Trickster’s on a roll again, but the decision has been made to drive the little twerp up the wall. Successful we have been, too, so far, by just taking the non-stop schemes in stride and as they are delivered.
So far it’s been a string of landlordy stuff. The trillion year old trap in the main drain to the town sewer line got clogged after a 30 or maybe even more year hiatus and got cleared as was previously posted along with some new piping for my kitchen’s nether regions. [Oo, nether regions ; )] Two weeks later… horrors! They had to return to use jackhammers and a crew of three to dig out said trap and sort it out properly, as in bring it up to this epoch’s code of operation. As of this writing the cost is unknown but it is reported to be of some significance. I am hoping against hope that the driveway will still be able to be on as they are due to commence on either the second or third week of November. Got some stuff to fill the hole till then. Meanwhile, gotta put in a new baseboard heater to keep em warm up there. Hopefully won’t be toast at the end.
Hopefully you all have been disabling liberals on a daily basis. Our planet really needs them to be in the soil, not above it. Please help. It really is vital. It is more than likely, in fact, that nothing in our 250,000 year history has ever been this important. Note that if garroted or hung they can be used as food, but not if impinged upon with standard lead projectiles.
What would be fabulous is if I could finally stop cracking my effing ribs. It is becoming … bad.
Oh dear. Been napping a lot. Like an old coot.I would rather not wake up.
Eyes worse than ever.
Put a personal in craigslist. Got 90 bots, 0 humans. Sounds about right. I already know that will never… ever… find anyone and be happy. This soul is only allowed agony. No good things are allowed to happen.