Gah

It only took me forever, but I managed to finally delete my sbg account. In this case forever equals nine months. Sorry for the confusion.

What? I couldn't remember the password, which is part of the reason I switched anyway. Well, that and Big Head prying into my personal affairs.

Creep.

 

Been Caught Sprayin'

The hallway smelled terrible when I got home from work, so I dashed in my apartment and grabbed the air freshener. In the middle of spritzing (okay, spraying fanatically) the hall, up walks the cause of said smoky stench.

"Sorry," I said, "But there's a bit of a funk going on here."

He looked at me. I shrugged.

"Oh my gosh," he said, "Come here and smell my apartment. It's not me, is it?"

"Er. I. Er...I've been trying to figure out how to tell you this, but I can smell the smoke from your apartment in my apartment."

"Are you kidding?"

"No."

"I'm so sorry, I'll pay more attention from now on."

 

Well, thank goodness for that! I was a bit embarrassed to have been caught red-handed like that and didn't mean to make him feel bad, but I think I did.