Warped
Today I owe my health and well-being to PLaystation. Oh yes, you read that last sentence correctly. No more than 20 minutes ago I accidentally turned the electric burner on underneath a pyrex baking pan. I was cutting some tomatoes, grilling chicken, and wondering why it was taking so long for the water to start boiling. To pass the time I decided to pick up where I left off on the playstation game I was playing. Well, five minutes pass and I hear an enormous explosion as all the pans on the stove fall onto the floor along with thousands of shards of glass. I rushed in to see what all the commotion was about only to discover a scene of utter chaos. Glass had flown into three rooms besides the kitchen and the rest of dinner was splattered on the walls and floor. If I had been standing there I would have received so many cuts and lacerations I can only imagine the damage it would have done. I humbly thank that electronic device for its life saving qualities.
While the playstation saved my life, it did not, however, frighten away the hippo living underneath the floor boards. Some act of nature or mistake of proper building technique has resulted in a six inch tall rift that runs across my roommate's floor. It is literally rising out of the floor. Today, a sliver of the outside world could be seen from the exposed flooring. My second rate land lord does not see this as a problem apparently, as he has made no effort to come to my house and fix it. I suppose when the hippo emerges from beneath my home and begins trouncing around the kitchen, a little light will turn on in his head. I left him a message today saying, "The floor opened up today and locked my roommate in his bedroom. We had no choice but to rip the doors off their hinges to get him out. The floor is open, the doors are now on the floor, and the problem isn't fixing itself. Would you like to come fix this please?".
In brighter news, my project which had engorged itself on all my available personal time, is finished. Not only is it finished but has been chosen for the NAAB board of review. A slight hint of satisfaction after a quarter of hell.
While the playstation saved my life, it did not, however, frighten away the hippo living underneath the floor boards. Some act of nature or mistake of proper building technique has resulted in a six inch tall rift that runs across my roommate's floor. It is literally rising out of the floor. Today, a sliver of the outside world could be seen from the exposed flooring. My second rate land lord does not see this as a problem apparently, as he has made no effort to come to my house and fix it. I suppose when the hippo emerges from beneath my home and begins trouncing around the kitchen, a little light will turn on in his head. I left him a message today saying, "The floor opened up today and locked my roommate in his bedroom. We had no choice but to rip the doors off their hinges to get him out. The floor is open, the doors are now on the floor, and the problem isn't fixing itself. Would you like to come fix this please?".
In brighter news, my project which had engorged itself on all my available personal time, is finished. Not only is it finished but has been chosen for the NAAB board of review. A slight hint of satisfaction after a quarter of hell.