I Have A Trash Can...So Where's the Rest?

Not one but two trash cans appeared at my door this morning, along with a recycle bin.

I admit it, when I got back to the room, I closed the door and did a victory war dance over the trash can and the recycle bin BOTH. I so win.

But there's still no sign of anyone coming to fix the smoke alarm OR the bed. I've been told it might be all the way into next week.

What does a girl have to do around here to get a smoke alarm fixed and a bed put down? BEG?

But my rice cooker, currently sans rice paddle or instruction booklet, is going to get both thanks to the company. At least that went right today.

Trying to figure out how I'm going to cough up 2,200 dollars by next week. Yeah. Still working on that.

Back's nagging me but my expensive English pillow is helping make me more comfortable when I'm at my desk.

Currently watching Star Trek invading what appears to be Beowulf's hall. They're all eating turkey legs and I am really jealous because they look really, really good, but Star Trek with Beowulf? Is nothing sacred?

Went to see a counselor today. We talked a bit. She suggested throwing socks at a wall. God help my neighbors, because that's about the only solution I've got for all this frustration.

Not much else going on. Got homework to do so I'll be signing off.

Ta,
Bec