my sex pistols shirt is on backorder. 2-8 weeks. bleh. but my black flag shirt is on its way.
the maintenance guy came back and fixed the toilet. it was clogged by a VIP pass to some club (expired), metal, and a ton of toilet paper. i'm amazed the thing flushed at all. now the toilet should work fine. i just have to clean up the mess. i have towels (yay, i found the towels!) soaking up the water now.
poor jack. his eyes are all gooped shut. he's completely miserable. we may have to take him to the vet tomorrow morning. i don't know if he can wait for the weekend. he's in my room curled up, drooling on the floor, breathing through his mouth. he lets me pet him a bit, but too much and he gets up and moves to another part of the floor. so i don't bug him much. i just took food and water in to him so he doesn't have to wander around with his eyes shut looking for it.