Happy St Jean Baptiste Day to all my PQ friends
(come to think of it, we may have scared off all the Montreal webmasters)
My piece of shit ex-contractor didn't run the cable lines correctly, which means I can't watch TV in my bedroom, which means I'm not sleeping up there until I can. The problem is that the splitter I need to get to is under the new hardwood floor
Our room is above the garage, so it looks like I'll be cutting some hold in the ceiling. I'm so glad I actually paid someone to fuck things up.
I'm gonna work until the new part-time contractor gets here after his real job, so I think he'd make nicer holes in the ceiling, seeing as I want to use a hammer.
