In which I make a joke, then get all gross on you.

[brigid]

Mirrored from Words, words, words, art..

Nesko watched “Captain America” the other day while I read a book, looking up only to comment on how crappy tiny-Steve-Rogers looked when standing/sitting next to a non-digitally altered person (because I am a jerk like that, but seriously, when they were in the taxi? He looked like a freakish child with a faintly blurred outline. WHAT. HOW. WHY. Fucking Darby O’Gill And The Little People did this better!) Anyway, at the end there’s an ad for the Avengers movie that’s coming out and Thor and Tony Stark were chillin’ and I’m all… you know, they probably have a special Avengers staff person whose entire job is to follow those two around and clean up their drunken messes. Stark’s a fun times alcoholic who could TOTALLY stop ANY TIME HE WANTED TO whoop just gonna go pee in this plant HA HA HA HA HA! FUN! BOOZE IS SO GREAT! And Thor is… a viking God. While we haven’t SEEN him wrestle pigs (yet) you know he’s gonna go there. Shining beacons of humanity, both of them! Actually, my very first thought was “Wow, what a sausage fest!”

Anyway, I’m putting the rest of this behind a cut because I’m going to talk about bugs and anxiety dreams now and I know that’s going to bother some of you.

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[dorothean]

I am also afraid that if my apartment walls were removed, there would be all manner of crawly things behind them. (Some cockroaches but also these beetles that like to show up in my bathtub, and some of those hairy things with too many legs.) Luckily there's no possible occasion on which my walls would be taken down...

[brigid]

Our walls need to come down because they are damaged, and we need to update the electrical. Like, our bathroom? The light switch is outside the bathroom. WHAT. Our sunroom? The lightswitch is in the hallway outside the living room. Which means if you are in the sunroom and want to turn on the light you have to walk through the living room and exit it to find the switch. I believe most of the electrical wiring, which is not fully up to code but at least is grounded and not wrapped in cloth or paper, is run through old gas conduits which explains some of the weird placement. But still. Geeze.

We have the hairy many legged things, too. It's like freaking WILD KINGDOM in here.