Monday, April 11, 2005

high as a kite

Oh dear.

After another stern letter, a couple of threats, and refusing to pay our full rent this month, maintenance showed up this morning to start repairing the water damage to our walls and ceiling.

WOOOOO-EEEE! That stuff's toxic! FUMES! Who needs coffee when they can wake up to the smell of caulk and primer?

I think I should lie down.