The roof, the roof, the roof is… dripping..?

Yes, my friends, the roof is dripping. It is, in fact, pouring water into 7 pots, pans and tupperware. It started around 2 am last night when Jarrod notice two holes through which dirty rain water was simply pouring onto our rug and futon. We stuck two pieces of gum in the holes and set up our musical pots, and I called the office and left a message. This morning the roofer came in and it’s a lot better, but still soaking wet.

I just read my friend Ben’s Blog and I hate him, it makes me want to change mine entirely. His is sooo much cooler.

Work is the usual. I feel empty but there’s nothing anyone can do about that, even me. My life right now is a lot of waiting, waiting on bar results and other decisions.