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thejunipertreeA variety of subjects for you to choose from:
Heating my apartment.
In short: it's fucking sucked.
For some reason, the heat has not been working all that well. It's never been fantastic because we have drafty windows and I hate putting up plastic sheeting, but it's been do-able. This winter, however, has gone down the shitter.
The first time I called maintenance resulted in being told our heater vents were dirty and needed to be cleaned. He cleaned out the ones which didn't involve moving furniture, I did the rest. It resulted in slighter better heat, but when you're moving one notch up from practically no heat at all, it's not a world of a difference.
This weekend, the heat went completely out. The Engineer bought me a space heater and long story short, I blew a breaker with it. So, part of Sunday night was spent sitting in the cold and dark, as opposed to just the cold.
Heat's been better so far this week, but still not like it used to be and I'm still loathe to put plastic in the windows because it reminds me of my incredibly trashy childhood.
the Mini Cooper.
I brought her home on the 17th and omgjesuschristthisisthebestthingi'veverdoneever.
HEATED SEATS, YA'LL. HEATED FUCKING SEATS.
She drives like a dream. Pictures will be forthcoming once I can keep her clean long enough to take some proper ones. Winter in NJ /= clean car.
Repo, a Genetic Opera.
Can I say how frigging disappointed I was in this?
Like, seriously.
I have been waiting for this film for so long and refusing to watch any trailers for it, so it wouldn't be spoiled for me. How can you go wrong with Anthony Stewart Head and Ogre from Skinny Puppy and Bill Mosely? In a musical? Dude, sign me UP. I was so hyped for this, it wasn't even funny.
Mister Kyle brought it over on Friday for us to watch and it was terrible. The songs sucked, the music was generic rock, the acting was sub-par, and whoever wrote it needs to go back to script-writing class. Particularly, script-writing-for-musicals class. By the end of it, I wanted every single character to meet a messy and terrible end, just so they would shut the fuck up. The only thing it had going for it was the fact it was pretty to look at. Shit, Rocky Horror Picture Show was a better musical then this and I believe that's one movie that needs to be taken out back behind the shed and fucking shot.
This is not going to be a popular opinion, I recognize that.
Aristotle.
He finally had a good shed, last week. All in one piece and the old bits came off with it!
However, he lost a couple points this evening by striking at the wall of his tank instead of the goddamn mouse sitting in the tank.
Heating my apartment.
In short: it's fucking sucked.
For some reason, the heat has not been working all that well. It's never been fantastic because we have drafty windows and I hate putting up plastic sheeting, but it's been do-able. This winter, however, has gone down the shitter.
The first time I called maintenance resulted in being told our heater vents were dirty and needed to be cleaned. He cleaned out the ones which didn't involve moving furniture, I did the rest. It resulted in slighter better heat, but when you're moving one notch up from practically no heat at all, it's not a world of a difference.
This weekend, the heat went completely out. The Engineer bought me a space heater and long story short, I blew a breaker with it. So, part of Sunday night was spent sitting in the cold and dark, as opposed to just the cold.
Heat's been better so far this week, but still not like it used to be and I'm still loathe to put plastic in the windows because it reminds me of my incredibly trashy childhood.
the Mini Cooper.
I brought her home on the 17th and omgjesuschristthisisthebestthingi'veverdoneever.
HEATED SEATS, YA'LL. HEATED FUCKING SEATS.
She drives like a dream. Pictures will be forthcoming once I can keep her clean long enough to take some proper ones. Winter in NJ /= clean car.
Repo, a Genetic Opera.
Can I say how frigging disappointed I was in this?
Like, seriously.
I have been waiting for this film for so long and refusing to watch any trailers for it, so it wouldn't be spoiled for me. How can you go wrong with Anthony Stewart Head and Ogre from Skinny Puppy and Bill Mosely? In a musical? Dude, sign me UP. I was so hyped for this, it wasn't even funny.
Mister Kyle brought it over on Friday for us to watch and it was terrible. The songs sucked, the music was generic rock, the acting was sub-par, and whoever wrote it needs to go back to script-writing class. Particularly, script-writing-for-musicals class. By the end of it, I wanted every single character to meet a messy and terrible end, just so they would shut the fuck up. The only thing it had going for it was the fact it was pretty to look at. Shit, Rocky Horror Picture Show was a better musical then this and I believe that's one movie that needs to be taken out back behind the shed and fucking shot.
This is not going to be a popular opinion, I recognize that.
Aristotle.
He finally had a good shed, last week. All in one piece and the old bits came off with it!
However, he lost a couple points this evening by striking at the wall of his tank instead of the goddamn mouse sitting in the tank.
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Date: 2009-01-28 05:32 am (UTC)