Chapter 14, Page 5 Never been cleaner

In many ways I'm not easily grossed out. I also don't particularly like cleaning. When I am grossed out, however, I either avoid that which grossed me out like the plague or clean it down to the microscopic level. The latter usually arises if I have to live in the same building as the gross thing. It's also why I rarely showered during my first go through college. And people say boys are gross...

Chapter 14, Page 4 SOP around here

Mom does this a lot around me. Remaining absolutely deadpan through most of my hysterics until I finally say or do one crazy thing too many and she has to cover her face and sigh.

I really did ask about "hazmat disposal" and "decon," by the way. I think I may have specified bleach when I asked about cleansers, though. Up side to all this is that when I was assigned that bathroom as the one I had to clean each week, I was *very* thorough.

Chapter 14, Page 3 It came from the drain

Gee. I wonder what Mary's reaction to this thing is.

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Actually, I'm kinda surprised the rest of the neighborhood didn't hear that.

Chapter 14, Page 2 Intensity at work

It's not late! Well, not very. I don't have a set time on Monday that I have to post so as long as it's still Monday I'm good. ^_^

Mary is taking her shower drain cleaning job very seriously! She's concentrating so hard. No one make a sound.

BOO!

SHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Chapter 14, Page 1 It came from the drain

Ha! Bet you didn't think I'd get another strip out so soon! Well, I diiiiid iiiiiit!

This is going to be a fun, if somewhat disgusting arc. All things considered, not having a fully functional sense of smell is probably a good thing. I'd never get some things cleaned otherwise. I'm not quite anosmic, since I can pick up a few (very strong) things in a vague sort of way. So the correct medical term would be hyposmia.

Chapter 14, Title Page Creepy Crawly

I'm back! And I have a Wacom tablet!

So hopefully I'll be able to keep up an actual update schedule.

Chapter 13, Page 10 Who cleans up the mess

I don't think janitors (oh, we're supposed to call them custodians now?) get enough credit sometimes. We just take for granted all the stuff they have to put up with. Especially when children and teenagers are involved. Especially, teenagers. Somehow, they seem to be even messier than children. And then there are the adults who never seemed to grow out of leaving messes in their wake.

Sorry for the delay (again). Hopefully I'll be able to get my life in some semblance of order so I can return to a more stable schedule. (Or any kind of schedule.)