Of Busses and Broken

13,610 Days Alive

1.5 Miles Walked Home

1 Broken Pipe

A pipe got broken by the crew working on refurbishment of the second floor at work today. It sucked.

I got drafted to help with flooding mitigation and damage control of damp items. It was not fun, but I felt worse for Niola, who got soaked and had to wander around wrapped in a sheet while her clothes were in the dryer.

I posted chapter eight of Crows at the Crossroads tonight. A little later than I wanted, but eh, I got it up.

I had to walk almost halfway home before a bus came. I forgot my jacket and damn did it suck.

Five more days of my nine day stretch of work.

I’m going to bed.

Take your meds, folks.