Before I die, I want to move out of this freaking apartment and live somewhere where...
(okay, TMI to come--you've been warned)
...I don't need a freaking plunger nearly every time I have a bowel movement. I mean, really, who the fuck designed these toilets? It seems to me a basic design imperative for a toilet--if it's small enough to come out of my butt, it should be small enough to go down the toilet without any extra prodding or machinations, you know?
(okay, end of TMI)
Oh, and yeah, one other thing. It's 75 degrees outside, the temp on the thermometer next to me reads 77--why the hell do I feel cold? Makes no sense. None at all.
I promise, I'll post more again soon.
