Either our air conditioner died on us or the old lady downstairs has her heat cranked up high. It's 72 degrees outside. it's 81 in here and the humidity is insane. We've stripped off everything we can and we're still baking in our own juices. Can't sleep. Can't relax. Sweating buckets ( Read more... )

Well, not actually science but I am still alive ( Read more... )

It seems that 30 years of build-up have finally clogged the bathroom sink's drain.


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I've been busy lately doing stuff to get my life back on track. As of now I am taking a class this fall, and i am seeing two therapists. One weekly and one monthly ( Read more... )

The peopla across the hall have the "chain-smoking mystery guest" over again. I have asked repeatedly for them to smoke on the balcony if they must smoke.

They ignore me every time.

Now I'm hacking up a lung and its pissing me off.

It sounds like a troupe of AT-AT's are Riverdancing upstairs.

At a few points I was concerned that a child would come crashing through the ceiling.

I really, REALLY, want a house.

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I go in for a shift tonight, but I'd almost put money on getting sent home again.

The woman upstairs evidently babysits.

Right now there are about a thousand kids up there jumping up and down.

I knocked on the door for about 7 minutes and nobody answered.

To fight back I am blasting Boston near the upper volume limits of my iPod dock.

The guy upstairs who threw the loud parties all the time is gone. Yay ( Read more... )

Our apartment is on the second floor and the living room has a sliding glass door that leads to a deck ( Read more... )