Ramblings, v.2

Here’s $250. Take it. Wander around for a half hour with a flashlight and tell me “looks good”. Shit, I could do that. I have done that, just not for $250.

Seriously tho, sweet. One step closer to moving in. At the inspection tomorrow, we’ll get the condo docs. We’ll also get the waiver that says the adjoining owner won’t purchase the unit we’re purchasing out from under us. It’s written into the docs that the adjoining owner has first right of refusal, but our future neighbor doesn’t want anything to do with it. Sweet.

Ever hear of the norovirus? It’s the one that’s been going around cruise ships. Apparently, there’s a strain going around the county I live in, and I just happened to draw the lucky straw. It sucks. The most solid food I’ve been able to keep down since Tuesday breakfast is a muffin and some mac & cheese. On an unrelated note, applesauce is yummy.

Why does this post have a hippies tag? Duh, I prolly caught the norovirus-ish from a damned dirty hippie.

ross house