It’s late and my heat has been on for what seems like a month. Not by choice mind you, the damn thing is stuck on and I can’t for the life of me figure out how to turn the damn thing off. I’m going to have a chat with the managment tomorrow about this. I also can’t figure out why it took me so long to realize that the heat was on. Shit has been making me crazy, psychotic dreams at night and extreme laziness during the day.
But why fret on George W. Cables birthday? Whatever, you don’t even know who he is, and for that matter neither do I. But check-out his moustache – I’ll give it an 8.