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In the wash
Feb. 7th, 2003 09:27 am(Live Journal, in it's continuing attempt to drive me crazy, can't figure out whether to post this or not...grrr.)
I did the laundry last night like a good boy. The temperatures never got down to the near freezing levels as the were predicting yesterday morning. I am now fully equipped to leave the house today.
Still, there's a problem, there's always problems. After leaving the warmth of my bed with the Red/Khaki Mervyn's (subsidiary of Target Corporation, and a former employer) Comforter, I hobble over to the shower, and get it nice and comfy warm.
Then, once I get into the shower, the hot water starts to come and go with the same frequency as the searchlight on the Williams Tower spins around. Hot to cold and back around.
I now understand mother's hot flashes.
I did the laundry last night like a good boy. The temperatures never got down to the near freezing levels as the were predicting yesterday morning. I am now fully equipped to leave the house today.
Still, there's a problem, there's always problems. After leaving the warmth of my bed with the Red/Khaki Mervyn's (subsidiary of Target Corporation, and a former employer) Comforter, I hobble over to the shower, and get it nice and comfy warm.
Then, once I get into the shower, the hot water starts to come and go with the same frequency as the searchlight on the Williams Tower spins around. Hot to cold and back around.
I now understand mother's hot flashes.
