Today I scrubbed so much crud from the bathroom floor I began to seriously wonder if there was any grout between the tiles. I still can't see the grout. Hopefully it's safe to walk around barefoot. I'll be spraying bleach and scrubbing some more tomorrow.
I see plumbing in my very near future and I'm not looking forward to it. It seems that every time I touch a pipe I end up opening someone else's can of worms.
Only douchebags use masonite siding in wet climates. Thanks a lot douchebags - now our siding is melting. It looks like I'll be re-siding the house sooner than we thought.
I haven't looked in the "attic" space yet. I wonder if there is a body up there. I have a strong suspicion that very soon there will be a couple servers and routers taking up residence in the upper regions.
Getting rid of cigarette smell from a house is difficult. Fucking junkies - why can't they smoke good smelling pipe tobacco?
I'm beginning to dislike coming back to the apartment more and more. In fact, now that it's no longer a matter of survival, I think apartment living downright blows.
My wife is awesome.

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