88:365
September 26, 2008
Friday
Taking advantage of the ripped up bathroom for a new background. Plus, the wall I normally use is to the right of the picture, and is some 8 foot- 2x4’s, looking into the bathroom. I can't wait until it's all done. It's going to be an all new and fresh bathroom. It's going to be the nicest room in this shitty house.
I'm pretty much sick of hanging out with dudes who are fixing the termite damage, and the plumbing. They talk more then chicks do. Talking my ear off all day long. I have to escape sometimes to the backyard so I don't have to talk.
Today, I got to spend the day with the plumber. Plumbers crack is not a myth. It's real, and it was alive in my house today. A big, huge, hairy plumbers crack. I think half of his butt was hanging out. Every time I looked there it was staring at me, and I kept saying to myself "Crack kills!". The guy was fat, and after 5 minutes of working his face was purple, his shirt was totally wet, and he was breathing so heavy. I thought for sure he was going to have a heart attack right there in the bathroom.
My favorite part of the day was when he told me how he thought he lost all his hair from being in prison. Oh sweet! Just what a woman wants to hear as she is alone in the house with you. I was to afraid to ask what he was in for.
88:365
September 26, 2008
Friday
Taking advantage of the ripped up bathroom for a new background. Plus, the wall I normally use is to the right of the picture, and is some 8 foot- 2x4’s, looking into the bathroom. I can't wait until it's all done. It's going to be an all new and fresh bathroom. It's going to be the nicest room in this shitty house.
I'm pretty much sick of hanging out with dudes who are fixing the termite damage, and the plumbing. They talk more then chicks do. Talking my ear off all day long. I have to escape sometimes to the backyard so I don't have to talk.
Today, I got to spend the day with the plumber. Plumbers crack is not a myth. It's real, and it was alive in my house today. A big, huge, hairy plumbers crack. I think half of his butt was hanging out. Every time I looked there it was staring at me, and I kept saying to myself "Crack kills!". The guy was fat, and after 5 minutes of working his face was purple, his shirt was totally wet, and he was breathing so heavy. I thought for sure he was going to have a heart attack right there in the bathroom.
My favorite part of the day was when he told me how he thought he lost all his hair from being in prison. Oh sweet! Just what a woman wants to hear as she is alone in the house with you. I was to afraid to ask what he was in for.