short-changed
our building, having been long overdue for a re-painting job, finally had its day today.
the building caretaker told my mom that one of the painters (?) tripped on one of the electrical wires suspended on the nearby electrical post. he's not dead.
in other vaguely related news, they finally ran my garden down and turned it into a basketball court. homeowners' association can go to hell now.
in entirely unrelated news, the moldy peaches song from the juno soundtrack is still playing in my head.
pms is a bitch.
the building caretaker told my mom that one of the painters (?) tripped on one of the electrical wires suspended on the nearby electrical post. he's not dead.
in other vaguely related news, they finally ran my garden down and turned it into a basketball court. homeowners' association can go to hell now.
in entirely unrelated news, the moldy peaches song from the juno soundtrack is still playing in my head.
pms is a bitch.