The cleaning has stalled... momentarily. Atleast I hope it's momentarily. I polished off the booze, so I should be able to work straight through for awhile. I cleaned off my bed and made it. The only problem with cleaning off my bed is that now I have to clean off my floor. If there were a sign to hang over the top of my bedroom door it would read: WARNING: COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF RANDOM SHIT THAT HAVE BEEN PURCHASED / GIVEN WITHOUT ANY SENSE OF ORDER. The rest of the house, not a problem. If you just 'drop by', I'm not embarassed. As for the bedroom, well let's just say that the door stays closed a fair amount. I need a clean sweep.
Apparently we got a letter in the mail that said our house phone was to be disconnected if payment was not received soon. Unbeknownst to myself, I made a payment, so the Land Line gods should be momentarily appeased. I asked Lil Homo if everything was ok since that particular bill was his responsibility. "oh yeah, no worries - you've got you're cell phone, right?" Yes, I still have my cell phone. "Good, just in case! I'm 21! What did you expect??". Yes, he's 21. Really, what did I expect? I was 24 when they disconnected my first one. ;)
I've attached a picture of my father based on the simple fact that it makes me laugh and looks nothing like him. Mother would be mortified if she knew I put it up, you know, because someone will steal his identity and his life-savings. I should probably keep my mouth shut, but the most they would get would be the headlamp, an old house that needs new windows, and possibly her. Depends on how well they wheel and deal.
"If your house is really a mess and a stranger comes to the door, greet him with, "Who could have done this? We have no enemies."