Diary Entry #107

I spent most of today at Beckyhaus.

We had lunch at a ricebowl shop.

After that, we worked to clean the place up and refurbish an Air Conditioning Unit that had been passed to Becky and Bea under kind of skeezy "It's your problem, now!" circumstances, but we got it mounted and running, so who is the real victor here?

I narrowly caught the last bus home, and spent the rest of the evening pulling nails for the little old lady I live with as she tries to restore the room that was previously occupied by the Mysterious Ferret Man. We sanded all the crystalized urea off the boards earlier, and repainted with an odorproof coat. She said wants to stain and proof the floors. It has been awhile since I have done that kind of work, but I have done it before.

Tomorrow I'm gonna knock out the last of my graphic design homework and catch a ride up to meet a neat stranger and her partner.

I hope it goes well.

On the way to Beckyhaus, I helped a lady in a wheelchair cross the street and get onto the bus. Tamago said it was a very girlscout thing to do.

I think I want to draw myself in the Sulfie girlscout outfit at some point, when I have the time.

My birthday is in one month.

I will be thirty-four.