as i said, "half" a spark :P
i went past my favourite bookstore - i mentioned that he's closing soon. we had a long chat while i bought a couple of very interesting-looking books (peter berger & anton zijderveld - in praise of doubt
, jann s. wenner & corey seymour - gonzo
, gavin menzies - 1434
), the poor dude's over-educated for his peer-group (then again, one defines one's own) and too well-read. i can kind of identify - although not because of the people i choose to keep company with, but those i'm forced to.i came home to find the plumbers waiting, and while they got to work i was instructed to not interfere so i played around a bit with the concept for ze germans. a very simple line of code, and i got the basic functionality i wanted and now all that's left is to is make it more presentable :)
the plumbers discovered that the problem was larger than i'd hoped, and went off to rent The Machine. in the meantime, i went to coffeeholic for a pick-me-up coffee and beef parisian (the chef was in), and met "the nanny" and had a great chat with her.
i stopped off to draw more cash on the way *sob*, and then arrived home to lurk and fret while they busted up the place... naaah, these guys are definitely alright. minimum mess and they've managed to clear it - turns out if it had been any more solid they would've had to replace pipes, which i *definitely* couldn't afford... not emotionally, at least.
the guy who laid my floor is coming this evening to quote me on a fix... he covered over one of the plumbing lids and he's going to have to organize an access point. now, in theory he shouldn't have gone over it in the first place, but i have a feeling this is going to cost me.
i wonder why?
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