whiski_sour | Things might be looking up

A week ago I sent my resume to a local community college to apply for a job as a data entry assistant. Today, they sent me a proper application to fill out as well as a letter saying they'll be reviewing all the resumes/applications starting March 17th and afterwards, people will be contacted for interviews. I filled it out and mailed it back. Here's to getting my hopes up.

I went to the bathroom earlier to discover that the toilet won't flush. True to my blood, I decided to have a look. Took the lid off the tank and looked around. Turns out the chain connected to the handle thingie that pulls up on the funkenwagnel that makes the toilet flush isn't connected to anything at all and is floating around the top of the tank. So, I fished it out and then opened up the funkenwagnel by hand (actually, I used an old toothbrush...the water is quite cold and I didn't feel like getting wet half way up my elbow in toilet tank water, truthfully) to get the toilet to flush. Now I'm waiting for Dad to get home so he can fix it properly 'cause I'm not sure how he'd feel about duct tape in the toilet tank.

Please note: That thing isn't called a funkenwagnel. I don't know what it's called. But, it sounded better than "the thing that makes the toilet go FLUSH".

I'm babysitting Hammie tomorrow morning. Mummy's painting the kitchen. Apparently, she's already managed to get one coat of actual paint on (last time I was there, she was just priming it). It's yellow. Bright yellow. Staring-at-the-sun-burning-out-your-retnas yellow. I'm amused.

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