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A warm welcome to the newest member of the ranch is long overdue. Everyone say hello to Laura! She flew across the entire country just to be with her man on Valentine's day. Très romantique, oui? I wasn't there when she arrived, but I can picture the conversation when she got here:
Laura: It's great to see you, but I've been on a plane for eight hours. I feel gross. What I could really use right now is a nice hot bath.
Christian: uh yeah...about that...
She and Christian aren't sure how much longer they'll both be staying at the ranch however; plans are up in the air at the moment. Will they stay? Will they find a place of their own? Will they just up and leave Halifax altogether and settle down on a commune in New Brunswick? Or will they decide to live on a Grayhound bus for the next four months? Stay tuned!
Rob has been sick the past couple of days. He is currently accepting donations of comfort food, juice, and other clear liquids. Poor little guy, all chilly and flu-like. Somebody get him some vegan chicken soup soon!
Scrapperton is awesome, but his popularity and good looks are starting to go to his head. Now he's all "Mew, give me food now! Mew, I want to sit on your laptop! Mew, I want to chew through every freaking telephone cord and guitar patch cord I can get my teeth on! Mew Mew Mew!" So demanding.
The bathroom is complete. We can shower again! Unfortunately, new tiles don't really match either the old tiles or the mauve paint on the walls. So a paint job is in order, maybe some more tiles. Funny how one renovation inevitably leads to three more. But screw that for now. I can handle clashing colours for a little while.
A warm welcome to the newest member of the ranch is long overdue. Everyone say hello to Laura! She flew across the entire country just to be with her man on Valentine's day. Très romantique, oui? I wasn't there when she arrived, but I can picture the conversation when she got here:
Laura: It's great to see you, but I've been on a plane for eight hours. I feel gross. What I could really use right now is a nice hot bath.
Christian: uh yeah...about that...
She and Christian aren't sure how much longer they'll both be staying at the ranch however; plans are up in the air at the moment. Will they stay? Will they find a place of their own? Will they just up and leave Halifax altogether and settle down on a commune in New Brunswick? Or will they decide to live on a Grayhound bus for the next four months? Stay tuned!
Rob has been sick the past couple of days. He is currently accepting donations of comfort food, juice, and other clear liquids. Poor little guy, all chilly and flu-like. Somebody get him some vegan chicken soup soon!
Scrapperton is awesome, but his popularity and good looks are starting to go to his head. Now he's all "Mew, give me food now! Mew, I want to sit on your laptop! Mew, I want to chew through every freaking telephone cord and guitar patch cord I can get my teeth on! Mew Mew Mew!" So demanding.
The bathroom is complete. We can shower again! Unfortunately, new tiles don't really match either the old tiles or the mauve paint on the walls. So a paint job is in order, maybe some more tiles. Funny how one renovation inevitably leads to three more. But screw that for now. I can handle clashing colours for a little while.
posted by Evil Robot Boy at 10:34 AM
2 Comments:
Meh, it's a bathroom. It's got tiles, all of which are firmly glued and grouted in place, none of which have rot and mildew underneath them. Woot!
If you want to see them, you'll have to come visit us :)
you need an update, honey.
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