Apr 15, 2011 18:06
[Friday night in camp's "laundromat"! ... is on par with just about any other time in camp's laundromat. The machines grind and groan loudly, occasionally snapping at a stray hand as it reaches over to put in or take out clothes. Tonight, they're even more frisky than ever, growling at anyone or anything that passes and spitting back coins at random.
Good luck being productive with that laundry.]
- seriously, what the hell. Is there something different in the detergent or whatever today?