mandragora

Mondays are always the worst. Tuesdays get better. Wednesdays I feel like I'm floating in limbo into Thursdays. Fridays get fun. Saturdays are crazy. Sundays I sleep all day to recover.

Today I had to put up with two blown fuses, and discovered that i can't run my refrigerator and microwave at the same time.

I'll be the first to admit it, I live in a dump. But it's my rented dump, and is the first place I've been able to call home in the seven years I've been in Toronto.

So power was fixed by yours truly. I did the same things I had done previously, but this time, magically, I had the touch. I think the electrician fixed something else that was busted which is why my efforts to replace previously blown fuses didn't work.

After power, I had a volunteer meeting that was cancelled without notfying me. And I'm one of the co-ordinators. Problem? Um, yep.

But at least the evening was saved by a friend who accompanied me to Tokyo Grill and loved the eda mame as much as I did.

Thanks, kiddo.