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These things happen to me...
...so that they don't have to happen to you. (Or, reason 1,832 Why I Must Quit This Shitheap Apartment).
A typhoon blew through yesterday. This being the (statisically proven) least natural disaster-prone prefecture in all of Japan, the typhoon meant lots of heavy winds and little else. It didn't even rain.
It's 12:30 in the morning, and I'm in my bathroom preparing for bed when the roof blows away. Now, this sort of thing is scary enough to make you shit yourself, but ironically I happened to be taking care of that at the time, so disaster was thankfully averted.
So yes, there's a trapdoor in my bathroom ceiling that leads to the roof. You can open it from the roof, but there's no way to secure it from inside the fucking apartment. Masters of architectural planning, these Japanese.
Last night I had dreams that I took a flashlight, went up through the trapdoor, and found the rotting corpses of all the people my landlord had killed. I almost wish this was reality - at least then my employers could no longer argue that there are valid reasons Why I Should Not Live Here.
That will be all.
A typhoon blew through yesterday. This being the (statisically proven) least natural disaster-prone prefecture in all of Japan, the typhoon meant lots of heavy winds and little else. It didn't even rain.
It's 12:30 in the morning, and I'm in my bathroom preparing for bed when the roof blows away. Now, this sort of thing is scary enough to make you shit yourself, but ironically I happened to be taking care of that at the time, so disaster was thankfully averted.
So yes, there's a trapdoor in my bathroom ceiling that leads to the roof. You can open it from the roof, but there's no way to secure it from inside the fucking apartment. Masters of architectural planning, these Japanese.
Last night I had dreams that I took a flashlight, went up through the trapdoor, and found the rotting corpses of all the people my landlord had killed. I almost wish this was reality - at least then my employers could no longer argue that there are valid reasons Why I Should Not Live Here.
That will be all.
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O.o
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When you comin' home?
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Makes me feel real safe at night, that one does...
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No, I thought it was pretty funny too, after the EXTREME PANIC subsided. Like I said, these things happen to me so they don't have to occur to anyone else. I'm like a lightening rod for shit.
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Secret Ninja Exit?
um...
:) ;) :P ;P Hee hee.
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You know you'd be over you if you had the chance...
}:>
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Dude, if there were ninjas I would already have trapped them and forced them into my service
to kill my landlord.no subject
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