the boy who can enjoy invisibility
Re: yesterday's furniture, I think I've hit on a solution using a sort of Non-Euclidean Apartment Geometry which will allow me to set up shop regardless of what the landlord decides.
Maintenance just came through. Three friendly and highly mechanically competent men entered the apartment and spent ten minutes running around the piles of literary crap which have collected on my floor, fixing the broken toilet/curtains/stove/fan like some Midwestern species of benevolent elf; then they disappeared with nary a word. Huh.
It had to happen. Here's the new teen-pop song about instant messaging, which goes Britney Spears's "Email My Heart" one better:
Hey LOL, G2G
I gotta go, but baby
Watch for me 'cause
I'll be right back, BRB
So sign on and I.M. me.
The song is getting rave reviews from instant-messaging teens, e.g., "I think it's the bomb!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"