I've always wondered if the engineers factored in a day when everyone in the building I'm staying in decides to buy grand pianos and hold big recitals for their friends, with crates of wine and rotund friends. No seriously? What happens during christmas when everyone in the bulding has a party. As it is I'm constantly worried that I'm going to plummet 10 floors down one day because my bedroom is next to the living room which holds an extremely heavy italian dinning table which needed a frickin crane to hoist it into our living room (boy the neighbours had a field day) when we moved in.
Yes, I'm terrified even in the confines of home.
We're all going to die!!!
I think I'm having cabin fever.
Yes, I'm terrified even in the confines of home.
We're all going to die!!!
I think I'm having cabin fever.
there is no christmas.
bah humbug.
fumbling frenchman.
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