It's Friday, and that should be a good thing. But it feels more like a Monday. It's raining again. And all things considered, I'd rather crawl back into bed and just wait for the day to be over.
Because it's raining, the roof has started leaking again. But I did report the leak to the apartment manager. She said the roofer won't be able to come out until next week. But it's in their hands now.
No, it hasn't been a good week. Fortunately there's only one more work day of it left, but unfortunately even that feels like a bit much.
Weather
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Well, I can tell it's Friday, I fell asleep while trying to post this comment and now I forgot what I was going to say!
Well, Brat, if you weren't up most of the night doing what must be very naughty things, maybe you wouldn't be so tired.
And 3-T, what's porn? I have no idea what that is.
And yes, I'm in a better mood tonight than I was before work (not that work gets the credit for that).
I was up all night with you! So you must be naughty too!
I can neither confirm nor deny.
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