they're here to fix some squeaks in the kitchen floor. except today isn't humid so you can't hear any squeaking, making my dad appear insane (which he is in his parka and pajamas).
in the midst of all this, i was monotonously cracking open some eggs and refusing to acknowledge anybody because i refuse to be disturbed when making breakfast. my hair is frizzy and all over the place right now but the minto guys still checked me out. another one just arrived to fix something with the kitchen counter. thankfully i am done eating.
we vote for editor-in-chief today.
