So I think I’ve managed to keep the updates so few and far between that I’ve lost all my (2) readers. Sorry, you guys.
It’s been pretty fucking humid lately, and I’ve noticed a new problem with the house. RUST. rust? Yeah, my apartment is rusting. I noticed it on my toothbrush holder first, like 2 months ago. These little blackish spots had been appearing in the well that the bottom of the brush rests in, and I thought it was mildew or mold or something equally disgusting I would scrub it off, but it would come back a few days later… long story short it’s rust. There’s rust on most of my “stainless steel” appliances, too. Even the faux steel veneer on my frigidaire junk. Of course, in the course of trying to scrub it all off I realized there’s some caked on gunk on the handles of everything. I don’t think I’ll ever get it off. Until maybe i sell the place.
Another victim of the humidity: my orchids. I have three orchids here, and I’m not sure how many of you know what the deal with these things is, but orchids are fucking hard to take care of… apparently. You get them with these beautiful flowers in bloom and some vague “don’t water too much” instructions. And they do fine for maybe a few weeks. And then the flowers shrivel up and fall off one by one. If your home is incredibly humid, that is. The one I have at work in the AC and the dry air is doing fine… even though I accidentally burnt it in direct sunlight.
Lastly, I went out with some friends to celebrate this guy’s 30th birthday this weekend… the old lady and I were expecting to be like one of maybe 10 guests and the least close/connected to them. But other than the guy’s roommate and wife, there was only one other person. Interesting. I’m not sure what I think about that. I like to think I don’t have any friends and that it’s because of my specific situation/personality. But man. 30. I may have actually had more people at my 30th… although I can’t remember at all what I did. I remember what I didn’t do, though.