- Joined
- Jun 17, 2016
So, Chinny is using hair fibers again. I didn’t think she’d want to be bald around Salaturd, but she also doesn’t realize how ineffective those things are. Anyway, as we all know, her hair is not growing back.
Aside from the fact that nothing male is in that apartment, the bed seems to be slept in by a single. All her stuff is on the left side but there is a divot where a fat body might be closer to the right. If he does sleep there (can’t make myself believe it) imagine how claustrophobic it would be to have a wall on once side and Chantal on the other?
He worked the whole month she was gone? It takes a day to put a washer dryer and stove in, hang a tension rod curtain, and go to the equivalent of TJ Maxx and get some cheap wall decor.
I do like that she has to hide behind the curtain if Salad has “friends” over, and has to duck behind it quick for the food delivery. All those people deserve that kindness. Shows how dumb she is to quickly jump into repression.
Now we see why Alaa was proud of his house. It looked like a small, yet well-kept, apartment to me, like a NYC apt, not brag worthy regarding size but livable. Compared to the cracker box Chins lives as in, I can now understand his pride.
You know how you go to IKEA and they have 150 square foot room demonstration and they are kind of cute? The Al-refuses need to go figure it out because … well, I’m not sure there is 150 square feet.
Ramadan is coming (tomorrow?) and the rages should be off the charts if Salad is there to watch her not eat. (She will anyway and he won’t stop her.)
But what I really want, Santa, just this one thing, is for Chantal to experience weeks of 115 degree weather that doesn’t cool at night. And I want her to not have enough $ to get a plane ticket home. It might kill her, but I’m willing to take that chance. I’m experienced with those temps and quite like them, but even I can find it trying after a few weeks when there is no breeze at night. Chantal, who thinks 80 is unbearably hot, is going to be beautifully tortured, Inshallah.
Aside from the fact that nothing male is in that apartment, the bed seems to be slept in by a single. All her stuff is on the left side but there is a divot where a fat body might be closer to the right. If he does sleep there (can’t make myself believe it) imagine how claustrophobic it would be to have a wall on once side and Chantal on the other?
He worked the whole month she was gone? It takes a day to put a washer dryer and stove in, hang a tension rod curtain, and go to the equivalent of TJ Maxx and get some cheap wall decor.
I do like that she has to hide behind the curtain if Salad has “friends” over, and has to duck behind it quick for the food delivery. All those people deserve that kindness. Shows how dumb she is to quickly jump into repression.
Now we see why Alaa was proud of his house. It looked like a small, yet well-kept, apartment to me, like a NYC apt, not brag worthy regarding size but livable. Compared to the cracker box Chins lives as in, I can now understand his pride.
You know how you go to IKEA and they have 150 square foot room demonstration and they are kind of cute? The Al-refuses need to go figure it out because … well, I’m not sure there is 150 square feet.
Ramadan is coming (tomorrow?) and the rages should be off the charts if Salad is there to watch her not eat. (She will anyway and he won’t stop her.)
But what I really want, Santa, just this one thing, is for Chantal to experience weeks of 115 degree weather that doesn’t cool at night. And I want her to not have enough $ to get a plane ticket home. It might kill her, but I’m willing to take that chance. I’m experienced with those temps and quite like them, but even I can find it trying after a few weeks when there is no breeze at night. Chantal, who thinks 80 is unbearably hot, is going to be beautifully tortured, Inshallah.