2022-10-07 07:49:22 (UTC)
Medicated, and solved the ice problem
Well, since S is gone, I nicked her ice tray. I’ll return it when she returns from her boyfriends. I’ll just explain. If she gets mad, I well, I don’t care. I will order some other ones in a while, but since my ice maker only makes ice every five or six hours, it’s supposed to make ice every ninety minutes, it is getting old. Yes, my trip to America spoiled me. I like ice in my drinks now. I’m not going to change.
Ah well. I am medicated, O I’d better stop writing before I made a fool of myself, which I’m sure some people would love to see.