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Pete and Paula are having an attatchment disorder of some sort. If you remember, Pete and Paula are the names of my washer and dryer. Yes, I know that this is what I get for buying them for 30 bucks a pop, but having to fix the same problem twice is quite annoying. And it's a simple problem. The discharge hose keeps detatching from the washer. Water ends up on the floor when you get to the rinse cycle because the spin cycle has knocked it loose. So, not so much a defect, as a persistant pain.

When all else fails, use half a roll of duct tape. This *will* work.

I spent a lovely day on Tuesday with the howling members of my family in a very close space. My car. It was inspection day, and I'd puddied all the wee scratches they've made and I desired to keep my apartment in a pristine shape. (I think I had more fun with the puddy than I was supposed to.) The original idea was to grab my crocheting, and head to the park, let them smell the fresh air, etc etc. Not so. It was horrible rainy and miserable cold. I feel like a mother of quadruplets must feel. I can't even describe how intense it was. I had to work out for two hours just to unwind and exhale.

I am a bit aggravated. I need a wee bit of something going my way. I get tired of feeling like I'm fighting all the time.Fight for my health, for the upkeep of bills and home, for every little penny, for every little hour.

*sigh*

I stayed away from the blog for a while because I didn't want to sound whiney and I still sound whiney. Oh well.

Moo.

I'm a motherfucking cow.

This, I know.

I failed to mention earlier that I am going to Michigan this weekend. Unfortunately, it's not to meet up with the Michiganders. but it does suck that I am going to be only about an hour away, and not be able to see them. It just didn't work out as I wanted it to this month. Plans are forming that mid may I should be going to hook up with Bitka and Lava and trounce about. John seems accomodating to this, and there are no plans in early to mid May that I know of to spring up on me. It seemed as though I said, "I want to visit in April" and BOOM... all of my weekends were miraculously filled. Now that the fiasco with the apartment complex is over with... (knock on wood) I may make plans that do not tie me to my apartment.

sheesh.

So, gone for a few days to take pictures of a lovely event. I should be taking black and whites of a momma and a baby in the buff. Rock on. Which means I should be packing right now....

right then

ciao

xxx

Posted by hawkie at April 15, 2004 09:19 PM