I was again gone this weekend, and the typical pattern of
Sunday destruction again took place at the house. The Hurricane didn't do the normal
five bottles of wine routine, instead from what I can count, he drank three bottles of wine, smoked massive amounts of weed, also drank twelve beers and a vodka drink I haven't been able to identify yet. The following pics are what I came home to late last night. The
broken microwave is STILL on the counter, near two months now.
He is also back to his old trick of hoarding random shit on the
bathroom counter. He must be hot boxing this room while I'm gone, the entire house reeks of marijuana. I have to keep my door closed now in my bedroom just to keep my dry cleaning from being infected by the Hurricane stank.
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