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So GF and I have decided that the tile looks too busy. There are three different tiles and it's a bit much. We were dubious about the small glass tile that they put in the shower floor but decided to go with the designer. We should have trusted our instincts. So we have a call in to the designer and contractor to figure out what to do about it. I wish things were just easy.

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Sorry you aren't happy with your tile, GC. That's a pain in the behind, I'm sure, to get it fixed. And yet, it would surely be a sore sticking point to have shelled out so much and not be happy with the results.

That's my neighborhood!! I haven't been in there yet though.

That was my neighborhood when I lived in San Francisco. It rocks. I misrembered the name of the bar, though. It's the Philosopher's Club.

GC, maybe it will calm down to you in a couple of days? Give it a little time before you decide to spend more $ or energy to change it.

I've been to the Philosopher's club. It had one of those old fashioned pinball machines where they pay you for winning games. That is, it's under the table gambling sorta kinda.

Nice little local bar. Not too divey.

Doesn't it have a fabulous sign, Hec?

Doesn't it have a fabulous sign, Hec?

That's why you go! That's why you notice it. It's on the sneaky insider's route to the airport.

That's why you go! That's why you notice it.

Eggsperszactly.

It's on the sneaky insider's route to the airport.

Say what?

ma~~ to your mother Windsparrow

Much ~ma to your mom, Andi.

GC, I'm so sorry about the tile. I agree that giving it a few days is a good idea, though. A big change like that is always a little shocking.

I'm so miserably tired that I'm not sleepy. WTF, brain? Sleep deprivation begets more sleep deprivation, I guess. I'm down to the last four essays (of those turned in on time; I still have five AWOL), so the grading hell has paid off. I can finish those in the morning, but I'm going to be paying the price of too many short nights in a row.

What I'm really dreading right now is my morning commute. It is pouring outside right now. We're supposed to get 1-4 inches by tomorrow. Great for the drought, but anyone who's lived in LA knows what torrential rain means for rush hour. Utter. Hell. Not only do Angelinos not know how to drive in the rain, the roads are going to be slippery as hell since they've been dry for so long. I should really get up and leave at least 30 minutes earlier than usual, but that would mean being out the door by 6. Yeah. It's 1AM already. Not gonna happen. I'm going to be a risky enough driver on 4 hours of sleep.