Matt Gray


Sep 9, 2005

I’ve been trying to do laundry for days. Honestly. Every time I walk into the laundry room on my floor, I’ve found the machines in use, their humming mocking my every intention. An hour passes by and I think to myself, “Whoever was doing laundry must be done by now. Time to go check it out.” Of course, I bring all my clothing with me—the machines should be open!

Alas, I have met with failure again and again. I’m at my wits’ end and only desire clean clothes. Condo living is not all it is cracked up to be; some units are populated with insane people that like to “cleanse” the machines with pure bleach before they even put their clothes in, effectively doubling the time they monopolize the laundry room.

In unrelated news, I am officially sick. Sore throat, occasional cough, general inability to focus or perform any sort of labor. Also, I had hash browns for the very first time today at the Seward Cafe.

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