Wurf.

[obliviousally_lj]

So, I wake up at the fine, early hour of 5PM. I go check the mail and, lo and behold, what's that on the door? A notice for re-inspection on the 26th. Oh, lovely, I say. This means I have, what, 3 days to clean the mess of organized chaos we live in and hide the animals.

Augh.

So, I'll have to e-mail Rob and ask if he minds a few overnight guests on the 25th. The heathens in the cages don't know how to keep quiet. Go figure. Everyone else I can scoot away elsewhere. Funtimes, really.

But, I've gotten most of the room clean. I even moved the computer to clean the horrid mess underneath it. So at least I've done something today aside from sleep.

Speaking of sleep, I just could not get to sleep this morning. That headache decided to become 10x worse when I went to bed. Ah well. I eventually did fall asleep, probably from exaustion or something.

We need food, cause, like, there's not much here. Damn.

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[doomflower.livejournal.com]

Inspection? Who's inspecting what?

[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

The management for the apartment/housing complex we live in. It's ghetto and they feel the need to inspect the apartments for whatever reason they can think of in the spring and summer. Which means everything needs to by happysparklingclean because the actual managers and owners come with the people who do the grunt work.