Felt one crawl across mah soul.
Apr. 17th, 2005 10:55 amStill here. It's far too early to be up on a Sunday after going to bed at 3:30am.
Wednesday,
arkady and I went to the Dev where
ravenstoker had lured the vampire
fans. Velvet drop cloths on the tables, people nicely overdressed. And
they rented lots of beer. Arkady said it was like the Dev when she
started going there. And boy did she do the hard sell on the dolls. Every penny
spent that night should count as a deduction.
Thursday I had an interview (software field engineer consultant
... can't even hit anything with a hammer) with the most nervous
interviewer ever. It seemed to go well.
The rest of the week has been quiet domestication with
redcountess. Pretty nice.
Yesterday I tackled the mould monster in the bathroom. There's a plastic panel in front of the bathtub. I took it off. The concrete underneath was furry. (And the Internet has taught us what a bad thing furries are.) Ew. During the crap renovations, the owner had attempted to seal the panel in place with dodgy rubber cement, which had of course almost entirely shrivelled away. But had it been sealed in place, it would have been perfect: a place for water to pool, no way for it to evaporate, and not actually blocking the mould stench. Worse than useless. How wonderfully rental! Today I must attack it with bleach.
I've also been trying to catch up with some severely backed up nerdy Judge Dredd work. Tedious, depressing and icky. But I do think a suitable result is achievable on this one. Possibly I've read too much Groklaw.
I think my early morning crack is running out and I might go back to bed. Now that Liz is awake, of course. What a good idea.
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Date: 2005-04-17 11:36 am (UTC)Removing the mould was simple enough, but there was some head-scratching over the dishwasher. Before calling the landlord to have it replaced we took a look at the plumbing. The drain hose was connected to the waste water pipe using one of those tapered hose->thread adapter dealies; our illustrious landlord had neglected to cut this to length, which meant the tapered bit still had its solid end intact. The dirty water, unable to get past this obstacle, was forcing its way past the blockage, running down the outside of the hose and pooling behind the cabinet. Nice.
Far too early for me to be up too, hence the rambling :-/
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Date: 2005-04-17 12:49 pm (UTC)Must be tired...I mis-read that as "good for tackling unwanted furries". Spray 'em with whatever you want, just keep the furries away from me... ;)
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Date: 2005-04-18 02:23 am (UTC)-- A, ducking and running!
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