Tempy

A day by day and often hourly account of a temp

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

In The Dark

So I woke up this morning to find that a fuse had blown and I had to trod downstairs in my PJ's to the creepy basement where the super's girlfriend keeps her "art" and by "art" I mean "blocks of tree stumps carved into tree stumps," and paintings of rainbows. So I find the fuse box and flip that sucker on. Next time I have to be down there I'll bring a camera so you can see all the crap she keeps.

And now, a three diamond hooker.

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