Harry Potter and the packing job from hell
July 21, 2011 § 8 Comments
Another Harry Potter book…. no fucking way! Unfortunately, no fucking way. Ali and a couple friends are going to see Harry Potter tonight. I have a lot of reasons I said yes.
1. It`s FUCKING HARRY POTTER!
2. Air conditioning in my place is not working, so besides an older than me window unit, which works for shit, I am left to sweat out the heat wave until Monday when the part to fix it comes in. Fuck… Monday…. seriously… So the thought of two plus hours in air conditioned glory is WONDERFUL!
3. See reason 1.
Chris is moving into his place on Saturday and Sunday… oh, what a glorious weekend I`m going to have. But of course that means he is packing the next two nights… and guess who gets to help. *wince at memories of helping the ex pack and promptly getting dumped*.
“You`re not going to help…really“ Damn, he`s good, like Nonna good at the the guilt. “J, it was your idea for me to get out of this shithole.“ Well, duh, reason being it is a shithole.
“I was kidding, alright…. I`m helping you pack.“
“Hey, don`t bother if you don`t want to.“
Who is he kidding, of course I don`t WANT to. He is on the third floor with no AC. “Of course I want to.“
“Fucking liar,“ I can hear him smiling through the phone. “I`ll make it up to you.“
“Oh, yes, you will.“