One week after the annual nerd convention and about a month and a half away from the next nerd convention, the dull stare of a dairy cow is setting into my brain as I try to process through each days’ work. I wish I could say everything is a field of roses and unicorns, but that is just plain silly. They’re both totally fictional.

I discovered upon getting home that my Zune was missing from our bags. I turned over every bag we had and sadly it was not there. I called the hotel we stayed at and they deferred me to the next day so they could speak to their housekeeping. They, of course, did not get back to me the next day, and I called the day after and they told me no one found it. Now, I find it hard to believe that whomever cleaned the room didn’t find a fairly large piece of electronics most likely on the bed, nightstand, or chair while cleaning and being as we were close to ghetto fucking wherever Maryland they probably pocketed it and I imagine I’ll find it either on Craigslist or Ebay or gone. I left a complaint on Choice Hotels website, but that was days ago. Honestly though, I found myself less pissed off about it that I thought, possibly because I didn’t spend as much as I did on it, but also because by now, I can get a Galaxy Player for less than the price of a Zune, and the Zune won’t be supported anymore. Actually I had half a mind to just shove a 32GB micro SD into my phone and use that, given how little I use an MP3 player anyway. Still, it irritates the fuck out of me when people play stupid to me, when I know better. I actually liked that hotel too, given our situation this year, but I’m not going back to a place that won’t hold their housekeeping staff accountable, even if it is my responsibility for lost items.

Another annoying thing to crop up in this apartment is plumbing problems. Our bathroom tub faucet has been leaking since the holidays and now our kitchen sink faucet lost its mesh cap and as a result the spray hose won’t work. I went out and bought stuff to try to fix that, but I can’t get the damn thing off the faucet without stripping metal everywhere, even with three different pliers. My guess is I am missing something, but ultimately this means I have to call our sad sorry excuse of building maintenance to come fix it, which I loathe. He lives right below us, but is a crotchety old man who doesn’t give a shit about anything. He gave me shit for showing up after I got off work to get our laundry card when we first moved in because I didn’t observe his “hours of operation” which was retarded. They never installed our bedroom door, our bath faucet broke completely once before, the roof fiasco from last winter, the kitchen sink, our A/C leaking into the folks downstairs. Thankfully most of this stuff was minor or I was able to deal with it myself, but for people who can’t stand this sort of thing could not live here. I really would just like to have someone show me how o replace the kitchen sink and the bathroom faucet myself just so I know how to do it in the future, but I don’t want to put any money into this place, especially if we’re going to move out in a year or so for another place.