Last night, I smoked a little, and decided to clean house. That way, when 3 am rolls up on me, I won't be like, "The fuck do I make coffee in this dirty kitchen?"
So, I sing the Rainbow Brite Theme Song to the dishes while I wash them. It always makes them shine Just
a little brighter. Then I pull the trash bag, because I have MORE trash bags and I CAN take the trash out, you know. (This is exactly how these thoughts appeared in my mind, at the time) I notice the bottom of the trash can needs to be cleaned, so I dump some bleach into it.
Hmm, think, I need to Scrubb
that with something.... but what?
I remember that I have a toilet-bowl brush thing somewhere.
Oh hell, where the Fuck would Anyone keep a thing like that?
I search the Entire
house. The toilet bowl brush has vanished. WTF!?
I swear, I looked for the cabinets in the hall bathroom for 30 minutes. Nothing. (Yes, I could Not locate the damn cabinets under the bathroom sink...)
I go back to the kitchen and see that the counter tops need cleaned.
I go back to cleaning in the kitchen, and suddenly, I am aware that the cabinets under the sink in the hall bathroom are MISSING.
Where have they run off to?
I check the Other bathroom, and no, that bathroom only has it's own cabinets.
Shit! What's going to happen when it's time to renew my lease?
? How Much Are They Gonna Charge Me For The Missing Cabinets?
I eventually went to sleep, continually worrying about those missing cabinets.
This morning, though, they had come back.