Moving heavy stuff. It smells like cat pee. Live from the Huron College Silcox Memorial Library.

[teknolojik]

Yesterday we moved all our shit from our glorious huge jam space into our small, musty Embassy jam space.

We're gonna save money, plus... uh I dunno.
It was murder, though.

My head= 65 lbs
Karls amp= 65 lbs
dude's head= 45 lbs
other dude's head= 25 lbs
my cabs= 2x 75 lbs
karls cab= 75 lbs
jim's cab= 110 lbs
jim's rack= 90+ lbs... 625
fridge= at least 150lbs
mixer= 40lbs
pa speakers= 45lbs x2
tv= 50lbs
bob's kit = who knows

In anycase... we moved a damn ton (closer to imperial than metric, really) of shit down one tall-ass case of stairs, into cars, out of cars, then up another. I was poo'd... just worn down. Then I got home and had to write a paper, which I have sitting right next to me.
I went to my 9am, my 10 am, then I went to Interact Direct to get our last month's rent refunded. Joe docked us 50 bucks for the holes Bobby put in with his skate.


200/3=66 each.

Me=66
bob=66-50= 16
karl=66

rent for this month = 30 each, means I owe karl 36, bob owes me 14.

I want English class to come and go so I can sleep. Peace be unto y'all.