|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Ergh... Murphy's Law is just so darned irritating.
Last evening, I decided to wash my dishes (a lot of dishes, mind you) at about 10 p.m.
I also decided it was time to dump the large volume of leftover tuna casserole down the sink.
Of course. The sink would pick that moment to back the fuck up...
I plunged until I got blisters on my hands. I Drano'd. I went to bed.
This morning, the sink looked better. I turned on the water. No back up. Woo Hoo!
I turned on the garbage disposal.
At 8 a.m. - before coffee, I had garbage infested, Drano'd water all over my counters and floor.
I've re-Drano'd with no success. My apartment manager will not call a plumber on the weekends... I have business meetings on Monday and Tuesday next week, so I can't be home, just sitting around waiting for some moronic plumber to show.
I'm heading to the hardware store later today (after my kidlet's therapy session and to the bookstore for Harry P0tter) and I'm gonna buy a snake. I'm gonna snake my own sink.
How difficult can it be?
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
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