I come home from taking Soda to work this morning…and….my air conditioner isnt working. FUCK!!!! In fact, there isnt a FUCK loud enough for this situation seeings as how its been 90+ degrees here lately. So…I work, and work, and work on the damn air conditioner. Clean everything, blow the blow dryer on it so that if theres anything frozen up it would help unfreeze it and then I hit the reset button…and hoped for the best.

Meanwhile it starts getting really, really hot in the house. Claude and Charlie are fighting and all I wanna do is go back to bed. Doesnt look like thats gonna happen. Ive got a job interview at 4:00pm and I wanted to be well rested. Ive gotta go to the clinic, blah blah. So…I decided…fuck it, my day has obviously started..so I may as well color my hair.

As I start to brush my hair out and get ready for the color….I hear the familiar hum of the air conditioner. I race back into the living room…and…THERE IS A GOD!!!! My air was back on!!! YESSSS!!! Cha Ching! Whatever.
Only thing is..im not tired now so im gonna go ahead and color my hair as planned and start the damn day.
Maybe I can take an hour nap or something later. Im just glad the frickin frackin air is back on.