Ok. I feel kind of badly about bitching about the landlord. There was a water main break in Kendall Square, and it's impacting most of the city's water pressure. It just seemed to coincidental that he was working on the *water* when we all of a sudden had *no more water*

But it's not his fault. And the best part of that? It means HE DOESN'T HAVE TO FIX IT, which means it may get fixed right!

A kimono for your micro-dog.

Did you get your knife back, vw? It's been bothering me that h took your knife.

Yup. I haven't decided if it's going in the trash or not yet. I really wonder what he did with it.

That's what troubles me. Plumbing and knives seem like unmixy things.

Open a package of parts? Break the seal on something? Make a sandwich?

Ritually sacrifice something to the god of pipes?

oh, my god, this has been a most horrid day.

I just want to cry and stay in bed. hey, bed. I think I'll go there now.

{{{{Nora}}}}

Oh, poor Nora! You've been in the middle of it all. Did you just get home?