Day of the Living Plumber
So yesterday sometime while I was still cooking breakfast for Trish & I, the plumber finally called, asked what the problem was: a leaky water faucet; & some idjut (Biggie?) had tried to "fix" a busted drain pipe with duck tape, wrapped around, bending now where it encircled, caressed the Shaft. (The Bender Shaft: the Shaft which bends, but does not break.)
He started working while we finished our hearty repast, then, while we drank our morning 1/2-caf, continued, often stopping to crack a joke -- although Trish felt offended when he asked what I do (write the space literature). She told him I'm legally blind; I said the only way I continue working is by setting the font to gi-huge; can't read books anymore -- hence the critiquing of Brad's novel, though he's now arguing that the endless exposition really is necessary. Which it isn't.
So after he left, I surfed the darkened seas (wishing I could find a great big submarine), then started work on the novel thing, followed by my own, though I went to Fat Albert's Sons for canned fruit & SOS pads, shortly before Trish called home at 2:00: 2 drivers who had nothing left to do.
We went to the eye doctor at 3:40, after I dragged Trish out of the bathtub. Maybe some allergy. Got free sample of Patinol, will try for 2 weeks, then stop. At least this was his suggestion.
On the way home, we stopped in the Invisible Vid-store, picked up Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle; then to the dollar store, for about $10 worth of food, including junk food: peanuts & pop tarts.
Trish performed her daily kitchen clean-up, then we switched off the a/c & went down in the basement, Kool fans for us. I fell asleep during CA: FT but hope that doesn't offend Trish. Tonite/tomorrow she wants to watch Groundhog Day, & that's a funny-once.
This morning, when she went to take her Synthroid, she found a (dread! shudder!) moth; I hope that doesn't start again. But she couldn't sleep the extra hour, so I cooked brecchie quickly.
I've decided to hold off on calling Kim to cum bi, as the woman seems to want to interfere with my relationship with Trish, though I did want to apologize for walking off without talking to her on the 4th. I'll be doing 2 Viagra tonite, so I'll broach the subject tonite.
I don't love Kim.
She's a great friend, & I lust after her, but it's not love.
I love my Bumble Bee Girl.
He started working while we finished our hearty repast, then, while we drank our morning 1/2-caf, continued, often stopping to crack a joke -- although Trish felt offended when he asked what I do (write the space literature). She told him I'm legally blind; I said the only way I continue working is by setting the font to gi-huge; can't read books anymore -- hence the critiquing of Brad's novel, though he's now arguing that the endless exposition really is necessary. Which it isn't.
So after he left, I surfed the darkened seas (wishing I could find a great big submarine), then started work on the novel thing, followed by my own, though I went to Fat Albert's Sons for canned fruit & SOS pads, shortly before Trish called home at 2:00: 2 drivers who had nothing left to do.
We went to the eye doctor at 3:40, after I dragged Trish out of the bathtub. Maybe some allergy. Got free sample of Patinol, will try for 2 weeks, then stop. At least this was his suggestion.
On the way home, we stopped in the Invisible Vid-store, picked up Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle; then to the dollar store, for about $10 worth of food, including junk food: peanuts & pop tarts.
Trish performed her daily kitchen clean-up, then we switched off the a/c & went down in the basement, Kool fans for us. I fell asleep during CA: FT but hope that doesn't offend Trish. Tonite/tomorrow she wants to watch Groundhog Day, & that's a funny-once.
This morning, when she went to take her Synthroid, she found a (dread! shudder!) moth; I hope that doesn't start again. But she couldn't sleep the extra hour, so I cooked brecchie quickly.
I've decided to hold off on calling Kim to cum bi, as the woman seems to want to interfere with my relationship with Trish, though I did want to apologize for walking off without talking to her on the 4th. I'll be doing 2 Viagra tonite, so I'll broach the subject tonite.
I don't love Kim.
She's a great friend, & I lust after her, but it's not love.
I love my Bumble Bee Girl.
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