Even standing on the most stable object we have in the apartment, I cannot reach the faulty smoke detector that has been beeping consistently, approximately every thirty seconds, since 9 AM. It is now approximately 5:15 PM. My (tall!) roommate* is gone 'til 10, my landlord won't pick up his phone, and holy shit, I feel like a small child because
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60 minutes of beeping = 120 beeps
120 beeps = AUUUUUUUUUUGH
Yeah, it'll probably be funny later, but for now... maybe it's time for a Maid RPG-style Stress Explosion?
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at least it did not flatline yet? cue music for snake?.... snakee?? SNAKKKEEEEE!??? *bang!*
LOL for maid RPG explosion!! ITS OK! EXPLODE TO THE EXTREME WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER!!! or wear earplugs or put music on. LOUD. i recommend some Bleach Musical or... V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!!! :P (though you are not victorious, but the smoke detector!! muahaha~) XD
... i'm taking too much pleasure in your pain, yes? i stop now lol.
you can take pleasure in my brains deciding to explode? shuu is killing meeeeee LOL. hows grimmy doing? :P
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...if it's been too long and you don't recall my face, this is Melanie, the one who robbed you of the Brendan. Sorry about that, btw. But what can you do? :/ I keep Emilia's journal on here and it is interesting if you're into steampunk-y privateers and that sort of thing.
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Plus, heck yeah, steampunk. *begins poking through your journal*
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