Maybe it’s because I always have such wonderful luck, or its cuz I really am living in the worst fucking apartment imaginable, but now there’s no hot water. Halway through my shower I had to jump out due to the sudden freeze. And I am NOT going to work unless I’ve had a hot shower.
MK’s asleep as I type this, and man is she gonna be pissed, even more so than I.
I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come, where every day till I move out is another disaster. What’s next? The bathroom ceiling caves in? Again?
Thankfully some friends know of my plight, so they’re helping me with the search. They’ve all asked what I’m looking for, and maybe it helps, or maybe it actually makes things more difficult, that what I’m looking for is so unbelievably basic, like the ability to use the kitchen, period. Again, mine is so fucking disgusting that it defies any sort of proper description…. you’ll have to ask folks who’ve seen it to for themselves…. hence why I have yet to cook a single meal while living there, which is funny since I had pretty much the same problem, though not to such a ridiculous degree, in my pervious apartment in Brooklyn, meaning I haven’t had the chance to cook in years.
As I told MK last night, nothing could possibly worse than what I’m living with now. And I hate to be a person who uses an absolute, but as someone who’s had the worst psycho girlfriend ever (which anyone who has heard the ordeal can confidently attest to), I’d like to think that I know the very definition of the word “worst”.
