Towels
I finally crammed a towel in the bottom of my door, so it wouldn't smell like weed in my room. It was bugging me, so I tried it. Assuming the smell would seep through the sides of the door, I had low hopes. Wrong. Success.
The worse part is that I actually contributed to the increase in smell. Like a moron I paassed on a referral for a new source to the awful roomies. Instead of heading into Manhattan for an illicit drug dealer interlude, delivery essentially rings their doorbell. Oy, vay.
I had conflicts sharing the cable modem yesterday. Earthlink wasn't recognizing my computer, and wouldn't release an IP address mid-surfing. Must remember to ask for a freebie from Alison on changing my mac OS. It would be nice to finally use the wireless card I bought eons ago. With all the other software I've been shelling mucho bucks out for, i'd prefer to mooch (ahem, beg:)
UGH. It's chilly, and I'm not exactly motivated to schlep to work. Rain. Bitter cold projected for the eve? Eck.
posted by irene @ 1/05/2004 06:45:00 AM
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