A belated review of the construction guys, by Johnathan,
/I agree with Paul, but must add this: when C.O.R.E Construction started work it kind of looked like they were putting in a moat for the fitness place next door, which would have been unbearably awesome.
Since they did not, I'm putting it in bold:
NOT APPROVED
Review of smells, By Johnathan.
/Not all smells - that would take a while.
OK, so last week Paul was away and I didn't know when garbage day was and now there's a bag of garbage lurking in the kitchen, waiting to be taken out. There are smells hiding in this bag and sometimes when I am nearby they ambush my nose in an unpleasant manner. Plus, last week was kind of rainy and cold, so I closed all of the windows in the apartment as a survival tactic, resulting in a buildup of 'man smell' in my room. The apartment, in short, was not an olfactory symphony. It was more like... nostril muzak.
NOT APPROVED
Review of some other spam I got, by Johnathan.
/On the other hand, getting email from a "Temujin Leffingwell' is awesome.
JOHN APPROVED.
Review of some spam I got, by Johnathan.
/Ok, so I'm cleaning out my email account and I come accross a message from someone named Felix, and since I know a Felix I opened it. Turns out it's badly written spam that's trying to get me to go to some website and their strategy hinges on me thinking that the email really is from some old friend named Felix who cares about where I'm getting my black market viagra. So, to enhance the illusion, they've randomly selected the name of the person that it's addressed to, hoping that I might have that name, and, knowing someone named Felix, romp off to buy boner drugs from them.
The name that they chose? Lenhart.
NOT APPROVED.
Review of being unemployed, by Johnathan.
/This one is a mixed bag I am afraid. On one hand you get to sleep in, plus you can watch movies all day if you want. On the other hand you'll get kicked out of your apartment pretty soon and won't be able to eat. I wish that I had a good scheme to get some cash right quick, but all that I can think of is 'get a job.'
So, until I get rich, NOT APPROVED.