Ugh. Too much fun last night + huge allergy attack this morning = cleome46 having all the alertness/energy of a sloth lounging in a bubbly warm mud puddle at the local hippie spa.
I cannot just sit here in a daze all day, tempting though the thought is.
Help me, LMB! You're my only hope.
Posted by Power Boy on :
Mr. Peebs woke me up by sending me this video this morning ...
I want to know the context, but at the same time I don't want to know.
Some manufacturer of defibrillators has probably made themselves a nice chunk of change in Brazil, thanks to this show.
Posted by Power Boy on :
Mr. Peebs has a wicked sense of humor. I like the last guy ... hahahahaha! Posted by cleome46 on :
I imagine that my reaction would've been much like the line from MST3K's Puma Man:
"I used up a perfectly good pants-wetting for THAT?!"
Posted by Power Boy on :
In other news, I may have to move soon ... my lease is up and I'm afraid they will raise my rent enormously ...
So I looked online this morning to see what was out there ... I spied this.
This isn't even the worst photo I saw ... but I thought even more disturbing than that someone would advertise this mess ... is the precarious ... chests of drawers atop wardrobes!!!!
My friend suspected Giants lived there.
Posted by cleome46 on :
Ugh. Moving sucks rocks. Sorry, PB.
This picture brings back memories:
The person I co-owned my last place with wasn't quite a full-blown hoarder, I guess. But I swear, she had some kind of (only-child complex) territorial urge that meant she had to colonize every room in the house with her stuff. Even the rooms that were supposedly mine alone. The place was almost three times bigger than where I live now, but I still felt crowded into a corner almost all the time.
Eventually that was a big factor in us splitting up.
She eventually ended up replacing me with somebody who really was a compulsive hoarder. Took her at least a year to get them dislodged, too. Ah, sweet Karma. So rare, so appreciated...
Posted by Invisible Brainiac on :
I digress, but I wonder what it would be like to call Blaze "Mr. IB". Heehee! He, of course, would insist on calling me Mr. Blaze.
I've known a few hoarders who couldn't bring temselves to part with anything during spring cleaning sessions. They'd pile everything up and go through them, and end the day throwing nothing out.
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