Actually, I think I have a gas leak, but I don’t want to fix it because I’m sleeping so well.I didn’t get the last little section of roof done due to alcohol related motivational issues. And in a completely unrelated item I’ve been tired lately and my head hurts. The roof isn’t the problem, trying to get 4′X8′ sheets of half inch OSB board fifteen feet up a ladder and onto the roof by myself seems to be the biggest difficulty. That stuff is heavy and I’m kind of clumsy. Oh well, there are only a few sheets left, what’s the worst that could happen?

My new tenant is mostly moved in and the old one is moved out without incident. Of course his half-dog-wolf is still in the backyard. He assures me it won’t be for long and that he’ll feed and water the dog in the mean time. We’ll see about that. I actually like the dog - he’s got a great temperament, but I don’t want to have a dog. I just don’t think the owner is going to a.) do what he said, and b.) ever come around again. I’d hate to have to call the SPCA, but luckily, I don’t have to make that decision yet. Chicks do dig dogs - represents an ability to be responsible or some crap like that. Either way, it’s the best thing going for the little mutt.

Well, I’m going to bed. I’ve been in the house a couple of hours and I’m very tired so I’m going to take a quick gas-nap. Ah, the end of another average day in post-Katrina New Orleans. I can’t wait to see what fun tomorrow may hold - can’t wait!

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