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Sunday, June 19, 2005

Remember Me?

Ok, I am back in circulation.

Sorry for the delay in Katie-ness, but this last month has been a bit full:

-Passed my orals
-Moved into a SWANKY new apartment 2 floors underneath Al.
-Also moved in with the Boyfriend
-Got a bike
-Fixed this bike
-Drove to Madison, Racine, Racine, Racine, Kenosha, Racine.
-Unpacked, realized that we didn't have enough bookshelves, repacked, got bookshelves, unpacked again.

Now things are assuming some kind of normality and calmness. The boy is starting work tomorrow, and I start my internship-writing-class-thingy Tuesday. After that it's working on le dissertation, cleaning, and thrift shopping. Eventually there will be a combo move-in party, but not until the guests will not have to wash their hands in the bathtub.

Which leads me to a tiny rant. Now, I know the reason that my apartment was not quite finished when we moved in (long story), however, there are a few things (like 20) that need to be fixed in there.

1. Cabinetry is mobile - like, it moves around, like, it's not attached to the wall or the floor and the countertop can be opened like some crazy laundry hamper of the damned. I mean, really - why have drawers when you can just pick up the countertop to reach your meat thermometer?

2. Screens - half of the screens seem to be, for whatever reason, missing. This is particularly annoying as the area around my apartment seems to be infested with jumping spiders and scary stinging flying bees.

3. Sink leaks - when telling my landlord about this one, she thought we meant that the faucet dripped. Not quite. Actually, all water put into the sink pours out of the pipe in the bottom making a little lake in my vanity.

4. Radiators are, inexplicably, missing - apparently they have been mailed away to some secret radiator care place where they will be buffed and shined a-la the tin man in the emerald city of OZ.

5. Front doorknob CAN BE ACCIDENTALLY PULLED OFF. This is the moment when the boy and I decided that we may be in some kind of alternate twilinght zone apartment. I think as a saftey precaution I may just pull off the knob and take it in at night, thereby thwarting any would-be burgulars.

6. The Closet - We only have one closet and the longest bar in there decided to come crashing down in the middle of the night leaving a pile of clothes, drywall, and a hole in the wall big enough to put my finger through. Upon further inspection we realized that this rod was held up by screws 1 in long put into the drywall (no studs). Apparently that bar was just for show or something.

7. The floors - actually, there is nothing wrong with the floors. They are freshly sanded and stained oak boards perfectly maintained. They are, however, also protected by the gods of lease-rider and everything that rests on them must be on little felt pads. Hundreds of chair cups and pieces of felt have invaded my home to protect the FRIGGING FLOOR from things like, you know, walking on them. Argggh.

Ok - that's all I have the strength for now. I am sure that these things will be fixed in a timely manner.

Hugs to everyone. I will be seeing you all soon, I'm sure.
KT

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