Trudy got a job! YAY!!

Brent and I failed our apartment out inspection. Tomorrow we have to go and clean some more and then try again at noon. The super started off by saying "so, are you here to finish cleaning?" so he obviously had already been through the apartment, but didn't bother phoning us to say that it wasn't clean enough. Then he offered to finish cleaning for us if we paid him $25.00. Ferget it buddy!

You get him to go point by point over what didn't pass muster.

Stupid supers.

We had one who wanted to charge $25 to clean under the stove. We grabbed a paper towel and wiped under it. Sheesh.

How did you like it, Mecha? I've heard good things about it.

What can I say? I laughed. I cried. I fell down. It was good. The end. Actually, I spent a good chunk of it making Road to Avonlea jokes, but I make no apologies.

You still planning to make it up to Ottawa?

Damn right. I'm going to jail.

Kim wants you and Brian to help paint murals in the nursery. She's resigned to getting skulls and zombie-bunnies.

Man. I'm horrible at painting. I'll give it a go though.

You can sketch them, Brian can paint them.

Ah, Sarah Polley.. . Okay, that makes more sense to me now.

What else is up?

Not a great deal. I might not be working weekends anymore, though a new and better job has yet to rear it's head. I'm very tired. Yeah. That's it. Captain excitement, signing off.

Uh, oh. Rough seas ahead?

Here's hopin'. In other news, I'm watching Wonderfalls, and Jaye's sweater is problematic on a great many levels.

I'm at work... And now I know that there is a promlematic sweater. Great.

And now I know that there is a promlematic sweater. Great.

Spoiled for the sweater, damn, that ruins the whole ep.

(Actually her whole wardrobe is kinda questionable, but it isn't spoilage)

I wasn't being serious, John.