| Evil Asian Genius ( @ 2003-08-11 12:39:00 |
| Current mood: | exhausted |
| Current music: | The sweet, sweet sound of hose. |
Cleaning the carpet
...which is not a euphamism for yuri sex. Really.
I'm about to die from exhaustion, between vacuuming, moving furniture, and shampooing the carpet, and I'm only...uh...1% done? Damn these low capacity carpet washers.
*stares at the acres of carpet* The next place had better have a wood and/or tile floor.
Oh yeah, I finished that ficlet thing.
pennypaperbrain got a sneak peek, and it's on its way to prereadernessthingys.
Mmm, that's not a real word, now is it...
Edit: I got the hang of the cleaner, and I finished the living room/dining area (the table could use moving, but I ain't doing it myself, it being a monstrosity of glass and brassy metal).
I am become Rug Doctor(tm), cleaner of carpets.
-10 points if you can point out where I painfully ripped that quote from and twisted to my own ends.
-20 if you can figure out a way to put Rug Doctor(tm) and Muraki in a 500 words-or-less spamfic.
**points cannot be redeemed for anything useful. Points exist only because Geniuth hab teh tired and thinks it's amusing to give out points, while speaking in the third person. Zzzzzz**