Geesh- you show a LITTLE skin in one pic and suddenly everyone is commenting on your blog!
(insert dopey smiley emoticon here)
So, I had my first apartment maintenance emergency last night/today. My kitchen sink was leaking around the garbage disposal unit. The good thing is that I discovered it when I did.
The bad thing is that I didn’t discover it sooner.
I reached under for a trash bag and pulled out a WET trash bag. Uh-oh. There was a pond developing under the sink, and the wood directly underneath had turned more into a ‘bowl’.
But I called the maintenance hotline and 10 minutes later a dude shows up, and within 30 I’m fixed.
I’m also waiting around for the cable dude today. Lets hope he gets uncontrollably turned on by the Dawson porn I just ‘happen’ to have casually lying about the tv area.
And one more thing- I hit the farmer’s market again this morning to get some essentials for my birthday dinner. I’m making Pasta alla Fantastica or whatever its called. I call it “cb’s bachelor pasta”. 4 Orange peppers, fresh basil, olive oil, onion, garlic, angel hair pasta and gorgonzola cheese. (You cook up the peppers and onions and stuff until soft, then you melt the gorgonzola into the hot pasta, then top with the sweetish pepper/basil sauce.)
Mmmm.
Yes – we are pigs. All of us. All the time. In every manner possible. I hope the cable guy gets you hooked up, but good baby!
Oink! 😉
Glad to read that you got serviced by the maintenance guy. Let’s hope you get more service from the cable guy.
Oops.
Sorry, babe.
You’ve been tagged.
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Oops…
You’ve been tagged.
http://shirleyheezgay.blogspot.com/2007/08/moaning-meme.html
See, this is why I don’t want to switch to wordpress.
Hope you’re having fun in MPLS. Welcome back to the midwest.
Looks like you are…
Are you planning on servicing the entire service sector in Minnie-noplace? I have this vision of you sabotaging appliances in order to lure repairmen to your apartment. Word is gonna get around.
Ahhh…Dawson. I’m eagerly awaiting his “500 Load Weekend” or something equally absurd.