Smallhouse Log

Friday, fifth week after Pentecost

Hooray! As of Monday, I will need to get up every day by at least six in the morning, but I will also be earning enough to pay rent! Now that's good news.

Moving in continues apace. With Brian gone, none remain to stop my totalitarian regime of ruthless decrees (exempli gratia: which cupboard the pots go in). Sadly, there are no scurrying minions to, say, wash all the dishes, either. If only I had a gold robotics badge!

Yeah, I went there.

Sadly, our delicious pirated Internet is on the fritz. Should this remain the case, I may have to take drastic measures, id est pay for our own subscription. It is my hope that service will soon resume pro bono publica, whereupon I can arrange and furnish Smallhouse, and not just the apartment, as I see fit once more.

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Vanessa responded within a day.

new job?
Nemo responded within a day.

Same job, now full-time.
JML responded within a day.

The robotics badge doesn't guarantee minions; you have to build them or recruit them through dastardly meglomaniacal plans and a good health plan.