8.10.05

Category: dribblings

the Boring Saga of Shit continues

so. the Air Conditioner Man came out this morning and fixed the air. he added more Cool Juice to it. it only cost me $45. i was quite pleased.
this afternoon dad said, “jaimie, remember how happy you were that the air conditioner only cost you $45 to fix?”
“yes. wasn’t that awesome?”
“yeah, um…i was looking at your tires…”
“no! NO! i just had those put on like, 3 years ago!”
“yeah. well, you need to get two new ones for the front. they are worn out.”
“shit.”
“sorry.”
“well, do you mean like “soon” or like soon?”
“i mean like, i would get them fixed this month or early next month.”
“shit.”

***

it turns out dad was only 51 today. he was all, “why do you keep saying 52? have you talked to justin?”
“no. why?”
“because he thought i was 52 too.”
“huh.”
“i thought maybe you guys were messing with me.”
“nope, i really thought you were 52.”
“well, maybe…maybe i am 52?”
“i thought so.”
“no. i don’t think so. i was born in 1954.”
“huh. nope. you’re 51.”
“yeah. yeah! i’m 51.”

***

i got home from Popsicle and Kellyfish’s b’day dinner (lasagna, of course) and upon entering the house i was completely shocked (why? why was i shocked? i mean, me? of all people? i didn’t see this coming? i actually thought that something was going my way? me?! APPARENTLY, YES. THE LITTLE PLASTIC CASTLE IS A SURPRISE EVERY TIME.) to find my house incubator warm.

i’m guessing that the problem isn’t that the Cool Juice level was too low. i’m guessing it’s a slightly bigger and more complicated problem. and? i’m guessing that it will probably cost more than $45 to fix.
<carl voice> oh good.</cv>
the AC Man will be here at 8am.

August? we’re through. i’m done with you. may God damn you straight to hell.

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