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Goddamnit. It was bad enough the plumbing has gone off in the basement - it didn't need to leak too. It's nothing new for this building, but damned if I had time this week, of all weeks, to sit around at home and wait for the damn plumber that's stood me up twice already.

Tommorow's revised plan is to dash down to the TRL as soon as it opens, photocopy like a demon (because, you know, digging into next week's budget on TUESDAY is always a good idea), and run home again for this. And spend my Sunday back at the same library, looking up stuff for the NEXT assignment, which I won't have time to start tonight.

And fuck. I forgot to put my sandwich in the fridge when I got home. Guess it's for the green bin now.

I'm tired, my basement is smelly and wet, Michael won't come online and I have to keep the phone free, and I really would just like to get some sleep.

At least dinner was good. We splurged on (cheap) steak and then made apple crumble. Because that was all we really had the ingredients for. But it was tasty and those apples really needed to be used up.

Oh well. Essays can be and will be written at home, the plumbers will fix the pipes, I'll rent a fancy vacuum cleaner and somehow, life will return to normal. Or as normal as it ever gets around here :P (There were no boys. Like, at all. Where did they go?)

Sorry Sam, looks like I'm not going to get the chance to finish my contest entry tommorow.