#i told my roommate once 'im chatty' and she said: who do you even talk to aside from me

[ladyloveandjustice]

today and last night was such a fucking nightmare

First, last night the smoke detectors all went off suddenly. I don’t know why- either a battery expired or my broken-ass dryer made the air too hot. It was like 12 AM it was so loud I hurt my ears- i ripped off the battery for the smoke detector above the dining room table but all the other ones were too high for me to reach even standing on a chair so I didn’t know what to do and was panicking i hate loud noises so much, but finally they shut off...

except for the one above the dining room table, which is right next to my bedroom door, which was still beeping every 30 seconds, very loudly. I tried to put the battery back in but it refused and in fact a bunch of parts fell out of the smoke detector when i tried. After struggling to put it back together for twenty minutes, I gave up and turned to the circuit breaker (it took me an embarrassingly long time to do this but in my defense, this is the first time I’ve ever had to mess with the circuit breaker in my life). It didn’t tell me which switch was the smoke alarm because THAT would be too easy but I finally found it- the problem was if I shut off the smoke detector it also shut off power in my roommmates room for some reason.

But it was nearly 1:30 AM by now and she wasn’t home, so I assumed she was staying somewhere. I finally sunk into bed, knowing I had to get up for work in four hours. 

...Then Mary came home. I was too tired to get up and hoped she’d just accept her power was off since she needed to go to bed anyway but of course that didn’t happen and the beeping returned. I got up and tried in vain to see if there was a way to shut off the power to it w/o involving her room while Mary freaked out beside me. I (rather shortly because I was so exhausted) told her to just forget about it. She could have her power and I’d try to sleep with the beeping.

Only she...did not. She instead called her parents, talking about it, and kept messing with the circuit breaker and eventually started turning the power on and off in my room, which both shut off the internet asmr video i was trying to listen to to get to sleep AND reset my alarm, making it beep loudly too. I came out and told her not to shut off the internet because I was trying to listen to something to go to sleep and I had work soon. She started panicking that she did too and needed power I was like “okay then, I told you you can have your power just stop messing with mine I need to sleep and now I have to reset my alarm great”:

I went in to reset it and had just finished she turned it on and off AGAIN and I came back out, now genuinely agitated. She was freaking out still that she needed power and I was like “YEAH YOU CAN HAVE IT” (honestly i didn’t see why she couldn’t set an alarm in the living room or something and go without power while she slept but WHATEVER I WAS TOO TIRED TO MAKE THE EFFORT TO SUGGEST THAT) and she was like “but its turned off!” and I was internally like “how the fuck have you NOT figured out which switch is your power after all that messing around” but instead I turned it on for her while she apologized and she was like “but the smoke detector chirps when its on!!!” and I was ready to tear my hair out but I just said “Yep we have to put up with it right now if you want power now. go to bed”

so finally I was able to go the bed it was like 2:30 at this point and the beeping was super loud and right by my door but I managed to fall asleep meaning I got maybeeee three hours! but work went okay despite that.

once it was over I apologized to Mary for snapping at her (I honestly don’t get what her work sitch is she's doing temp work in addition to real estate and she had to go at six but she was here from at least 9:30-12 this morning did she like...go there and come back while I was working? Was she lying? WHO KNOWS) and she said sorry too (in an extended fashion. She’s nice but verrrrry chatty and im over here an introvert)

I called my mother about it and though she’s busy today she insisted on coming to take a look, so here she comes. Then Dad called, being all “I’m coming to fix the dryer” and I could tell he was in a bad mood and honestly did not want him to come, I tell Mom I can’t be alone with him, I’m too stressed and tired to deal with his temper right now, but he insists and she has to do things so whatever.

(he was supposed to come two weeks ago, but he made a big production out of it and ‘not wanting to be there’ while my roommate was there for some reason) but he came anyway. And then immediately told me I shouldn’t have “procrastinated” on having him over because he was TOTALLY willing to do it last week actually, which....ok...

anyway. he’s all snippy but I avoid him until he has to go get something for Lowes and thus demands I clean up the dirt and water behind washing machine while he’s gone. So I do and it’s a REALLY tight fit, I think I bruised my stomach squeezing in, but yeah, I’m really meticulous about it so he doesn’t yell at me and it’s like...this is like I’m twelve again, trying to please him desperately, but I’m an adult and in my own house and how fucked up is that. So I tell myself not to stress about it too much, he will find an excuse to yell even if I do a perfect job.

And MY PROPHECY IS FULFILLED because he screams at me for not turning off his flashlight while I was back there. It’s almost hilarious “HOW COULD YOU MOP UP THE WATER BUT NOT TURN OFF MY FLASHLIGHT” like it’s my fault he left MY flashlight on.

anyway, I go to my room and wait it out while he pounds around the dryer, screaming and swearing. He screams at me to get pliers and I check if they’re in the desk and we don’t find them right away so he’s like “NEVER MIND I’LL USE MY TEETH” Mom’s coming over now so I say I can ask her to pick up pliers and he’s like “NEVER MIND!!! FORGET IT!!!” again, but I find the pliers in another cabinet and give them to them.

Mom comes and is helping me fix the fire alarm and he’s still yelling up a storm and I’m like “can you deal with this???” and she’s all “No I’m doing this let him yell it doesn’t bother me” and I’m like “I’m here too, it bothers me” and she’s all “ignore it” and I feel like I’m gonna break down if I don’t leave so say I’m leaving and go. I walk to the nearest restaraunt, get some lunch, and hope they’ll be gone when I get back. 

Dad is gone when I get back, thankfully, and mom says she won’t invite him over to fix stuff anymore. Our dryer is messed up and a guy’s coming to look at it on monday, but thankfully the smoke detector is fixed. 

I collapse and watch videos all afternoon. i am unable to sleep but i will become one with the bed anyway.

ugh anyway vented all that out feel better.

[tragedyloved]

3, 4 & 14 !!

@tobeblamed

3. what current rp trend do you hate?

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dude tumblr has been so dead for me that i dont even know what trends are going around right now.

4. How do you explain rp to someone in the real world?

For some reason, most people I've mentioned it to seem to kinda have some understanding of what it is and I'm always surprised. I think mostly everyone just figures it's DnD without the dungeon master. Or LARP through text. If they don't know like at all I'll just say it's basically collaborative story telling. One person assumes the role of one character, the other person assumes the role of a different character and you write a story together based on a mutually agreed upon plot. Like the adult version of kids taking figurines and pretending to be the characters in some made-up story they pull together. It's really not as difficult to explain. It's just a little embarrassing for some reason.

Fun story I mentioned recently, as in within the last few hours: when I was a few years into rping-- I started when I was 11 / 12 -- I was hooked to the family desktop, which turned out to be fine cause hardly anyone else used it. My younger brother was curious about what I was constantly talking about on this forum I was on and I told him "try it out" I had to be like 13/14 at the time, and he was 10/11 which was terrible of me but kids. He didn't get into it, but he did make two accounts on the forum and for the few hours he was amused he annoyed the shit out of literally every single person that posted in his thread because he chose to rp as Fred Fredburger from Billy and Mandy. and lemme tell you it was just a lot of "FRED FREDBURGER FRED FREDBURGER" and "I LIKE FROSEN YOGURT" "I LIKE NACHOS" for like 3 hours at everyone and they were actually trying to reply to this kid who was just trolling bc he found it so fucking funny.

14. Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person?

This is actually kind of a loaded question. I think on one hand it's fun. It's loads of fun. I enjoy reading people's writing, I enjoy writing replies, I enjoy thinking about characters and making plots and just the whole... interactivity of it. On the other hand, when I was a kid pre-rp, I used to write a lot of stuff in multiple notebooks when i was around 9 or so. I had a ridiculous Harry Potter fic where he had a twin or something. And a vampire story. And a quest about an elf in some society. I also wrote the beginning of the story for @edeioninkina 's universe. When I first got a computer I wrote terrible fanfiction on FF.net. Then I found rp and...I stopped writing a lot of the original content. I stopped writing fanfics. I didn't finish anything because I'd be working on plots and stories and stuff for rp instead of focusing on my own work.

I also made a lot of friends online, but that kinda ended up replacing real life friendships in some sense because I spent so much time inside on my computer. And that hasn't changed. None of it has really changed. I stay on here even when it's dead, refreshing, because I'm addicted to tumblr specifically, i can't even say social media.

But like in a positive aspect: I'm pretty damn good at characterization I think because of it, dialogue is fantastic, interpersonal relationships between characters is good also. So in that sense my writing is better (and worse in some aspects) because of rp. I think if I can just find that middle ground where I can disengage for a while and then come back to it, it would be better, but I havent been able to do that.