Our laundry situation is now critical. I am out of pants and underwear, and therefore am wearing two skirts (just in case) and emergency unmentionables. Laundry Night in Canada has been foiled twice now and I am out of patience along with clean shirts – we will be doing laundry tonight, or else. I have spoken!
Ed just told me the car repairs will cost $450 ($300 deductible and $150 for a new grille), for a total of $1400 spent since the end of December. I am both sick to my stomach and helplessly enraged.
Fuck.
Hey, girl. I’m really sorry about your laundry, but I figured I would tell you that, since I find myself using it in regular conversation and nothing else will do, that I submitted “ass marbles” to the urban dictionary. It doesn’t allow URL cites, but girl, you know it’s you.