Latest update to adventures:
The pipes in my apartment have frozen and so right now I am learning what it means to live life without direct access to water. I mean all my life I turned the faucet and water flowed freely and either warmly or coolly at my bidding. The ending of this freedom and divine power over the elements is interesting and not exactly what I would call fun. You would not believe how much you use water. It is a bit absurd. I mean the first thought is “well there goes my showers,” not exactly a big deal I will just shower somewhere else or just be stinky and secretly kind of love it. Then you get hungry, so you eat. You go to wash your dish out only there is no water. A legitimate excuse to not do the dishes, yay! Only after a day or two it really isn’t that great. Then you do something crazy like eat a pickle from the homemade pickles you were given by your neighbor as a welcoming gift. Homemade pickles made a great welcoming gift because when we are honest they really are tasty and much desired but they are also odd welcoming gifts so the provide amusement and a source of entertainment as well. And the pickle is good, really good. Then you go about your day right, I mean you would wash your hands or maybe eat another pickle and then wash your hands but you can’t and that doesn’t really bug you because you are already okay with being a little bit dirty, but your wrong. You see pickles are great when you want a pickle but when you have satisfied your pickle craving they really aren’t that great and the pungent smell of pickles on your fingers quickly turn from friend to foe, they are not very loyal in case you did not know that. So no water takes away your obligation to shower regularly, not necessarily a bad thing, and frees you from the slavery and bondage of doing the dishes, kind of nasty after a while but definitely someone that can be lived with. Good things. But in the end it leaves you dirty, showerless, and reeking of the strange funk of pickles, and nobody likes someone that smells like a big homemade pickle. So you see, as I am learning, that in the end living without direct access to water isn’t exactly a desirable thing and that if you are ever in this situation you should probably avoid eating pickles.
