Chillin' to the bone.

January 16, 2004 - 9:21 a.m.

I am so irritated right now, it's not even funny.

WHY IS IT SO FUCKING COLD???????

I'm not just talking about the weather. I mean, it's January, it's suppossed to be cold. But dammit, EVERYWHERE I go, it's cold.

At my day job, it's always cold. Also, I am lucky enough to sit right below the fucking cold air return. Currently, I am sipping coffee and wearing my winter coat, and my hands are still barely able to type. It's rediculous.

At the store, our heating broke down about a week ago. I mean, just quit overnight, on one of the coldest nights we've had. So, the HVAC people came out and apparently "fixed" it. But as luck would have it, it only decides to heat when it feels like it. Seriously, everyday, we have to go back and flip the breaker switch to get the damn thing to blow out HEAT not COLD. All night, the damn thing runs without blowing out heat, so the next day it doesn't get warm until it's about time to close again. So, for the past week, I have been wearing a long sleeved shirt, my work shirt, and usually a hoodie or my coat while I'm trying stamp cd's and write on little tiny stickers. Needless to say, I am extremely irritated by this.

And the topper of all this coldness is our apartment.

First, one of our bedroom windows is fucked up. It doesn't quite fit into the bottom "groove", so therefore one corner of the window is propped up, letting a teensy about of frigidness into our room. Not to mention, it's the window our bed is right next to, so, hey, that's even cooler!

Second, it seems as if our heating hardly kicks on at night. I mean sure, if you open the back door, it'll sense that, but for normal "keeping the apartment cozy" kicking-on, it seems to be clueless.

Finally, we've come to the shower. Now, I dont' know if i mentioned our hideous and wretched shower in any of my other entries, but lemme say right now... I HATE OUR FUCKING SHOWER WITH A PASSION. I have never felt so much anger towards any inatimate object as i do towards our shower. You see, we have no hot water. I mean, you can get a nice hot shower for about the first 45 SECONDS of the shower, after that you must learn to master the fine art of "tuning" the spickets. I have tried EVERYTHING to try and master this, but I fail and fail and keep failing. For the MOST part of the shower, it's BARELY tolerable. By about half way through my shower, I'll have turned the cold water spicket completely OFF, and the hot one completely up, and the water is NOT even LUKE WARM. It really sucks, waking up to 8 degree weather, and getting into our shower. And ladies, I must say, that it's a bit tricky shaving your legs with GIANT FUCKING GOOSEBUMPS.

So, there ya go. That's my day. Wake up. Take a cold shower. Go to my cold bedroom to get dressed. Walk through my cold apartment to get ready. Go out into my cold car (which takes a while to warm up) and drive in the cold weather. To my cold job. Sit below the cold air return. Go back into my cold car. Drive in the cold weather to my other cold job. Be cold. Go back to the cold car, through the cold weather, and end up back in my cold apartment.

Sometimes, I wish I were a duck.

July 27, 2006
Summer

April 25, 2006
MySpace sucks.

April 19, 2005
Discipline.

April 15, 2005
accidents.

March 15, 2005
PIZZA!