I’ll shoot your eye out

You know that saying, “colder than a witch’s tit in January”? Apparently her heat had gone off during the coldest night of the year like mine did last evening because I COMPLETELY get that adage. Damn it.

I was hoping nothing would break till after I moved out, so no one from the apartment building would come in and see my billions o’ boxes everywhere. Oh well — even though I e-mailed them, I am certain I’ll probably not get a response anyway!

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