gotta pay rent today....i don't really feel like going outside and downstairs....
my dad came over last night to check the heat registers/radiators, and help me fix my bathroom sink and take care of an overflowing litter box. the sink got fixed, the litter box is clean and the cats are happy. the landlords just aren't turning the heat up enough to get it running through our radiators. I'm getting sick of it cause every time it's cold up here i have to call down there and tell them to turn the ****in heat up...i guess i'm letting them get away with it cause i can tolerate it being a little cold as long as it's not below 50 degrees. i should buy a thermometer.
my tracker is in the shop i think...i dropped it off over at the dealer, put the keys in the keybox since nobody was around. i wasn't about to drive it home and back after discovering they closed at 6 and run the miles beyond warranty. -_- hopefully they fix the problem....they better..
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