I'm tired AND I don't want to go to sleep.
The starving children in Darfur have bigger problems. Take 3 Advil PM and call me when you've paid our security deposit.
I had a chat with Bluber today. I'm dropping it off on Friday. He left a message saying, in a somewhat odd tone, that "Blave's father said that he didn't control you." Amazing.
I still can't believe I put down a home phone number. He also has my cell phone since he left a stern message there as well. Gotta love the Blubers and their fun-free apartments.
(This is for the benefit of the others (obviously)).
Our new apartment building application had an essay component with questions like:
It's 10:00 and your neighbor complains that your stereo is bothering her. What will you do?
Are you the kind of person who likes to have lots of visitors?
Do you or your roommates have a vacuum cleaner?
Rate yourself as a housekeeper (a) clean (b) average (c) poor
Do you want an apartment where you can have a "loud" or "large" party without feeling that you are breaking the house rules?