Loading ...Right. so much has happened over the last few days. here’s a quick rundown:
Wednesday nite:
Painted and had an estimate for an alarm system for casa de jefke (and natty) it took 2 hrs, the sales guy was nice.
Thursday:
Took the day off from work. Painted. Discovered that phones inside house did not work, though service to the Network Interface Device did, very strange. Packed things at the apartment. Realized that nothing was working out correctly, so called in to take off of work for friday.
Friday:
Took the day off from work. got up early. went to house. Started painting trim in the bedroom. Trim may suck as much or perhaps a bit more than painting ceilings. the jury is still out.
The alarm guy showed up late. but did show up. initally he thought that the system would not be possible, then we talked over some different options and he figured a way out to save me big $$. Turns out the guy used to work for the phone company, so he figured out what was wrong with the phones…bonus! Did some more painting. went to apartment, packed some more.
Saturday:
got up early, gave cats drugs to try to calm them for the ensuing chaos. Movers showed up on time, right on time. we were not really ready for them but oh well. I took the cats to the house. let them out in the back bedroom, they were all dopey, confused and angry. Came back to apartment. Natty’s mom came over and helped to pack up the kitchen, I walked around in awe of the moving doods, as they had pretty much packed up all our shit in the 45 mins from when i left, amazing. Then went to the house and helped them move stuff in. one small casuality, an Ikea lamp shade, but other than that…nothing broken. I will never move my shit again. movers are the best thing ever. well perhaps painters are the best thing–but we haven’t gotten there yet.
the rest of saturday was spent ferrying shit from the apartment to the house. natty borrowed this kick ass hand truck/cart from work, so we have been able to get stuff from teh apartment to the loading area very easily. the cart is insane, it has 3 or 4 different configurations, all the pieces are all somehow attached to it. it’s like a big transformer, more than meets the eye. as a homeowner i might just have to get one of these things.
Natty’s mom took us out to dinner, i had the biggest order of general tso’s chicken i have ever seen.
Sat. nite we stayed at the house. it was so quiet that i had some trouble sleeping…no buses, not one fight outside (no bar anymore). no drunk smart johns hopkins kids yelling at each other all nite, no downstairs neighbo(u)r having tribal drumming seminars. it was pretty fucking sweet.
Sunday:
slept in a bit. cleaned the bathtub and tried to take my first non-community/shared-hot-water-heater shower. but i couldn’t get the water to get scalding hot like it like it…..i got all homeowner and took apart the access panel and tried to adjust the hot/cold mix- BUT you can’t. So then i was very unmanly and got out the instructions for the faucet thingy. i learned there is supposed to be a piece that limited how hot the water can get, to prevent rainman incidents and shit. So i take apart the faucet. but there is no piece. so WTF. i put it all back together and take a luke warm shower.
So get this: natty later discovers that the shower does get hot, very hot, IF you don’t actually turn the knob thingy all the way to the end of the hot spectrum. She took great delight that i didn’t figure this out. well crap, there are some thing you just assume work a certain way, for example, that when you want hot water, the more toward the “H” you go, the hotter the water gets. you don’t push the gas pedal down half way to go really fast…? no you floor it. anyway. that takes care of that.
off to home depot. dropped more cash on shit. i love it. i can’t wait to get a home depot credit card, and apon and hat and shoes and tattoo.
Then ferried more shit to the house, then put the computer to gether, then had dinner. After dinner, i scraped the leftover debris in to the DISPOSAL SINKERATOR and then place the plates in the DISHWASHER. man, modernity (technoligically speaking), it’s fucking amazing.
you still there?
wow
you get a prize for getting to the end. (thanks don)
7 responses so far ↓
1 B // Nov 10, 2003 at 10:59 am
I don’t consider a picture of an old guy wearing a ‘Poison’ t-shirt to be a prize. Talk about your unskinny bop.
jefke: you can’t wait to buy shoes? Don’t.
2 Don // Nov 10, 2003 at 11:33 am
Man, all that reading just to see that WT guy AGAIN. Come on, you’ve got to give your fans something better!
I’ve given jefke a better picture to link to.
Congratulations again on the house! I can’t wait to come over so that we can get drunk and mud wrestle in the basement!
3 jefke // Nov 10, 2003 at 11:43 am
mwhahaah
suckers
i honestly didn’t think anyone would read the whole thing…i’ll have to link to some good porn or something
and no don i will not post that picture of you in the thong.
4 B // Nov 10, 2003 at 1:16 pm
Is he in the little pasty logo thong? A picture of someone actually wearing the merch might finally catch some attention. Don’t ask if it would be good or bad attention: it’s all good, especially when its hairy half-nude horrible. Porn by people in the merch would be perfect!
5 Natty // Nov 11, 2003 at 1:05 pm
Well I guess I am the only one to think that the prize made it all worth it. I had a good chuckle at that pic. I should also mention another little funny incident about Jefke. SO he calls Tex, the guy who basically rebuilt this house and sold it to us- the guy that we have been in touch with on an almost daily basis for the past few weeks, the guy that sat there in the closing with us, since he was the seller. So anyway, Jefke calls him yesterday, but has to leave a message, because he is not there and in that message Jefke says, “Hi this is Jeff ______, at #####________ Avenue. Could you blah, blah, blah…?”
Jefke actually thought it necessary to not only indicate which Jeff he was, but in case Tex hadn’t remembered exactly who he was, he also indicated our full address, so as to be sure that Tex wouldn’t think it was some other Jeff _____ at some other location.
Jefke, are you afriad that no one remembers you, even if it has been only 24 hours? I got a good laugh out of that one.
6 Don // Nov 11, 2003 at 2:19 pm
That’s the same way he signs his emails and leaves voice messages here at the office. Too weird. Maybe he’s like that guy in Memento where he only has a memory for the last 30 minutes or something.
7 B // Nov 12, 2003 at 7:19 am
Who’s Jefke?