Three Dollar Quill

Uuuuugh. Didn't really manage to focus on anything today. I wrote a little.

I think I was in a funk because I'm having trouble getting building management to acknowledge that, hey, they should probably schedule that yearly maintenance that the AC here seems to need, before the weather turns completely intolerable this weekend.

Call me pedantic if you must, but I don't think the AC should be blowing air above room temperature.

Watch this space to see how angry I am in the third entry after this one.

Anyway, I let things get late, and the only thing to do now, really, is to get to bed.

Good night.