P texted me and said that if Tokio had kittins, they would be “tiny pieces of ambling black velvet,” so she gets a pizza trophy.

So for the last several months, every time my upstairs neighbor Tanya takes a shower, it leaks down into my shower. This obviously isn’t a problem for me because of it leaking into… the shower… where it goes down the drain, but I did my duty and reported it at the office back when it started. Well, last week (a few months later) I reported it again — and this time they actually came and fixed it. Which means there’s been a hole in the ceiling for a few days. Tokio has been going crazy about it. She always runs to tell me that it’s still there, and if I’m actually in the bathroom she demands to be allowed to explore it. Anyway, this morning I was in bed and there was a knock on the door. I figured it was maintenance guy coming to patch the hole, though I hadn’t been expecting him so early — they usually don’t come to do anything until afternoontime. So I got out of bed and went to put on a robe since I was naked… and just then the guy used his magical maintenance guy key to walk in. He then apologized for, like, two hours. It was so funny. Later he did an excellent Jack Sparrow impression.

Today I am 1/5 into a very exciting project. OMG. My head a splode thinking about it.

That’s really all I have to say for now.