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Apartment Problems.

22 Aug

Steve and I are having two minor problems right now.

Problem the first: The dial in our fridge (with which you control the level of coldness) has letters on it, not numbers. I have never seen such a thing before in my life. It was set to B when we got here, and my milk is never cold enough and I can’t figure out whether I should turn the dial to A or C! Halp!

Problem the second: The cat, ohmigod the cat. Steve’s cat, Punk, finally came to join us when his parents brought the rest of our stuff up. One of the reasons I’ve always, well, hated Punk, is that he stays up the entire night, crying and crying and crying. Okay, not the entire night… I mean, he’s sleeping at some point. But like clockwork, at 3 a.m. and 7:30 a.m., he cries and cries and cries. Steve says he’s probably anxious from the move, and I agree, he probably is, but let’s face it… we had the same problem at the old apartment, and it didn’t stop for the entire year that we lived there. Again, HALP!

Otherwise… things are going pretty swimmingly.