See that cute, pink screwdriver? Midge gave it to me for Christmas, and while I simply adore it, it’s not exactly the ideal tool for such a project. I have blisters. For real, blisters!
The lesson learned: I don’t need a man, but I definitely need a drill.
I was over at a friend’s house last night, sitting on the porch having a drink when he walked in and said,”Hell yeah! My yeast is rising, and it’s making my balls rise.”
i live in a victorian house that has been converted into five apartments. i love my apartment with the exception of the kitchenette, rather than a full kitchen. it has a cute bedroom loft and overall fits my personality quite well. with that said, i think it’s time to move.
it’s really hard to rent cool apartments when my roommate is a dog. so when i found my apartment i was thrilled the owners were cool with dogs. i’m VERY allergic to cats and none of the tenants had cats. now a few years later there are four cats living here, and that’s four too many. do i really want to live in a cat house?
