Jeremy left for the week to go to New York and left us with Cloey the cat. That is why it was a great surprise to us when we heard doors opening and closing at 7:30 am this morning as we were lying in bed enjoying a warm morning. Then someone slammed the door shut to my room. I figured it had to be either Jeremy coming home early, Cloey in a fit of rage and sudden burst of intelligence, or the cleaning people deciding that 7:30 is their new ideal time to clean the apartment. It turned out to be the cleaning people. So Sarah and I hid in the bedroom for a while until finally she asked permission to use the freshly cleaned bathroom to get ready for her day.

Is it OK to tell the cleaning people not to come before I have even gotten ready for the day? I think it is a bit ridiculous.

So I planned to study for the big Java test today. I decided after I had carefully changed places with the cleaning people into the shower while they cleaned my room that I needed to purchase key items to prepare for the test including bagels, cream cheese, mechanical pencils, and sticky items to mark which pages in the text book had important information in them. On my way out I saw that Waichi had over postered the neighborhood with signs looking for a parking spot because I recognized her phone number on them. I then noticed a sign for the lot I used to park in three years ago and rather than call the number I walked over to find that the same redheaded guy with a goatee still worked there in the little booth. He informed me that I could rent a space nightly for $10 per night and that I could also get a better rate if I committed to a certain number of nights per month like seven. It sounded pretty attractive to me.

I pondered at Brueggers over whether it was actually cheaper to get the day old bagels with a tub of cream cheese or the combo with fresh bagels. Since I ordered a large iced hazelnut coffee I realized that neither decision really mattered since the hazelnut coffee was more than either. The moral of the story is that they get you on the drinks and you are better off making your own coffee at home.

At CVS I was stuck behind a rush of two people who were trying to purchase products marked down from Halloween down to 75%. The hot products were a Halloween flaming skull and a fiberoptic ornamental Halloween Alley haunted house. They each cost $19.99 retail but with the 75% discount they were down to $5. The cash register couldn't figure out the discount and the two pimply teenagers behind the counter spent five minutes doing price checks and trying to figure out how to override the computer's price. After the first person bought his discounted ornaments a second one said to me "At that price it's hard to go wrong". I nodded in agreement and internally thought about the challenges of getting rid of a trinket like a fiberoptic ornamental haunted house.

So I got home and marked off the pages with static methods and printed, hole punched, and bound my old homeworks. I then made a total mess of the newly cleaned kitchen by toasting an onion bagel, spilling coffee grounds on the counter in an attempt to make iced coffee, and spreading cream chees on the bagel. Then I ate the bagel.