God damn it. My room shares a wall with the bathroom and there are workmen basically tearing it apart ATM. Even hideously loud music on my headphones does almost nothing to drown out what I assume is a small sledgehammer relentlessly smashing something or other.
Admittedly, I think that's probably the least of my problems, since the only bathroom in the house will be completely unusable for up to two weeks, meaning that I'm going to have to shower in the backyard with a hose, pee in a two-litre bottle, and **** in a glorified bucket with industrial-strength trash bags IN MY OWN BEDROOM. Thank god I work six days a week in a building with a bathroom, and that there's a library five minutes away, so I hopefully won't have to **** in my bucket unless it's a dire emergency at ten o'clock at night.
God damn it. Now I have to pee, and while I don't regret buying the beer, it is rather annoying that I'm going to have to empty the actual soda from my two-liter in a few minutes.
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Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien
There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.
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