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The first image is the area of the room where my bed had been sitting half an hour before. Had I gone to bed as I’d planned, that is what would have landed on my face. The second image is my poor dresser. I can’t yet tell what sort of shape it’s in. The mirror itself didn’t break, but it did get torn of its backing. I spent five minutes at my dresser this morning recovering a pair of underwear. *g*
Time to get ready for class.
Responses to ““Go live in a dilapidated house in the toxic waste part of town, and you have to come home to this.” - Fight Club”
April 28th, 2004 at 11:01 am
At least it’ll be more entertaining if the floor collapses under you than the roof collapsing over you.
You might even be able to charge admission to let people come in and sit on your bed until the floor falls through.
April 28th, 2004 at 5:52 pm
So - when are you all moving and have you all thought of informing the landlord and/or housing authorities? I think I would be poking on more of the house with a stick and see what else is about to go. Rarely ever is it “just one room” - especially a downstairs room! Your room is ready here whenever you are!
April 29th, 2004 at 1:11 am
1) We called the landlord within minutes of the collapse, though they haven’t bothered to stop by and check the damage out yet. Also, Mark’s mommy is (apparantly) our insurance agent, and she inspected the house this morning. She’s going to suggest they fix a total of three ceilings. Of course, if she gets her way, I’m going to be roomless again, because my ~new~ room is on the list.
2) I never had a room there. Are we talking the ’sewing room’, or Kara’s room (which might currently be Sandy’s room in name if not in reality)? Not that I have any plans on leaving. This house, if nothing else, stays interesting. *g*
3) I have to get up in six hours. Why am I still up? I need to stop listening to Monica. Wednesdays are not party days. Then again, it’s Dead Week. Party on. :)
4) G’night.
April 29th, 2004 at 9:11 am
The only suitable rooms in that house for a dude named “Sprinkles” is the back porch and the bathrooms.
Look at it this way, the downstairs bathroom is pretty big.
April 30th, 2004 at 10:31 am
Obviously God tried to smite you. If he gets you next time, can I have your new hat?
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish, and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepards the weak through the vally of darkness, for he is truely his brothers keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is The LORD! When I lay my vengeance upon thee

April 28th, 2004 at 8:31 am
Now….if you know Mom2 will get worried, why post such death defying (and barely, I might add) events? LoL, good luck though seriously. Hopefully the rest of the floor doesn’t fall through. Maybe sleeping in the kitchen would be a good idea? or how about the tub? That’s supposed to be the safest room in the house. :)