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I did, in fact, watch some of a video game walkthrough last night, but not before I had done my daily lesson on Duolingo, read my book, watched a crappy horror movie, and written five hundred words. So I'll count it as a win.
I'm at the breaking point with the heat. It's routinely reaching 90 degrees inside the house at night, and the fans and cooling towels can only do so much. I have a nigh-terminal case of swamp ass every day, and I'm miserable. As the landlord of this shitpile, my mother is ostensibly responsible for upkeep and repairs, but the only part of being a landlord to which she rigorously adheres is demanding the money. She's known about this since August of last year and done squat, and that sure as shit isn't going to change now. If I don't want to die of heatstroke and dehydration inside my own house, I'm going to have to fix this myself. Because BOOTSTRAPS, daughter of mine! I expect you to overcome my shortcomings by triumphing over adversity. Your suffering is helping me get into heaven(I'm not making that up).
Lowe's says they're still doing home installation, so they might be the default winners of my chicken dinner. All it will cost is probably nigh-on $1000, which, as you know, poor people on fixed incomes can just pull out of their asses, especially after coughing up $2200 to remove dangerous trees, which were, once again, her responsibility.
I can't wait to dump her into a nursing home with no air conditioning and unlubed enemas.
I'm at the breaking point with the heat. It's routinely reaching 90 degrees inside the house at night, and the fans and cooling towels can only do so much. I have a nigh-terminal case of swamp ass every day, and I'm miserable. As the landlord of this shitpile, my mother is ostensibly responsible for upkeep and repairs, but the only part of being a landlord to which she rigorously adheres is demanding the money. She's known about this since August of last year and done squat, and that sure as shit isn't going to change now. If I don't want to die of heatstroke and dehydration inside my own house, I'm going to have to fix this myself. Because BOOTSTRAPS, daughter of mine! I expect you to overcome my shortcomings by triumphing over adversity. Your suffering is helping me get into heaven(I'm not making that up).
Lowe's says they're still doing home installation, so they might be the default winners of my chicken dinner. All it will cost is probably nigh-on $1000, which, as you know, poor people on fixed incomes can just pull out of their asses, especially after coughing up $2200 to remove dangerous trees, which were, once again, her responsibility.
I can't wait to dump her into a nursing home with no air conditioning and unlubed enemas.
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