Exhibitionism at Work.

[tablesaw]

From the I-do-not-think-it-means-what-you-think-it-means file, there's a message at work proudly declaring:

DOOR WAS LEFT AJAR AND FRIG WAS HOT!!

It was on the refrigerator, of course.

I'm going to Massachusetts next weekend for ojouchan's graduation, and while I'm gone. The landlords are going to be showing off the apartment to some possible tenants. (Jo and I will still be staying there for a while, but these people are willing to wait.) I'm supposed to be sprucing the place up, but—O surprise of surprises—I'm having trouble staying motivated. I cleaned things up to about a level that I'm comfortable with, but I suspect that they'd like me to go a bit further.

Comments

[hannahlin.livejournal.com]

I don't actually know you, do I? Either way, congratulations on your engagement. You seem very cool, and so does she, based on her LJ. What made you interested enough to Friend me?

[jotasbrane.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Perhaps (to give far more credit than is likely due) it was the radiator coil on the back that was hot, because the unit was overworking itself trying to keep the interior chilled?

Unless of course you're just referring to the misspelling.

[tablesaw]

Naw. I came across your profile on OkCupid, but I'm more comfortable over here on LJ. Don't ask me how I stumbled onto the profile, because I'm not sure, and I can't find it now. But, hi!