Conspiracy.

My appliances are plotting against me. My notably wonky refrigerator is pulling its' favorite trick and leaking gas, so now it's losing cold, and the freezer isn't freezing. Again. IN a day or so the fridge will be WARM. What the fuck is this?

I woke up at 7, thanks to a particularily disturbing dream of being trapped in a room with a computer that was not working properly for what I apparently expected, while it sounded a hideous alarm and sang warbling melancholy songs. Then I awoke, and found it was the backbeat of another song on the radio, which I really don't like.

Woo. Perfect way to start the fucking day. >_<
-m.

Ugh.

I was supposed to go to Wolf Moon tommorow - now instead, due to no money coming in for my commissions, the fact that I'm sick, and the fact that I have to spend tommorow waiting for an asshole repair guy AGAIN, Jason and I won't be going. I am so mad at the jerk who didn't show up - he didn't show up last time he was supposed to, either. That's why my fridge is dead in the first place.

Still can't get ahold of my property maintenance guy. The repairman who was supposed to show up this afternoon didn't. Great for fucking him. My dairy etc. has all gone bad. I fucking HATE spoiled food - I can't afford it.

I also think I have food poisoning...spent the time watching The Two Towers hideously uncomfortable and wishing I..well, wishing I was huddled in the bathroom at home instead. I think the cream cheese dip I ate this morning was off. :\ Hooray for me.

On the plus side, I really enjoyed The Two Towers. Watched it in awe.

Ok...time to go die at the altar of the porcelain god again. >_< May a hundred thousand red ants swarm and devour the private parts of all repairmen who don't show up when you really really need them to.

-m.