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T-minus seven minutes to when they're supposed to show up with my new compressor. Not that I'm staring at the clock. Or that I'm quite delusional enough to think that they'll be exactly on time (although if they don't show up in half an hour, I'm calling the home office before I go to work.)

ETA: They didn't. I did. After making the receptionist get someone on the cell phone to talk to me directly, they swear up and down that yes, it will be done by noon. We'll see. In the meantime, the cats have an extra bowl of water, and Mickey has discovered that if she lies on a certain place on the bathroom counter she's not only on relatively cooler tile, she's right below one of the blowing vents. DB and Kaylee are just lying upside down on whatever tile they can find.

LJ maintenance question

How does one go about deleting old communities? I don't mean defriending ones, I mean killing ones you started and are now moribund?

FUCK!

I really, REALLY wanted to finish my story tonight. But I'm a little too upset to do so. Because 8 and a half hours after they "fixed" my air conditioning, it's still 84 degrees in the house. 86 in the living room.

I'm so damned glad I paid with AmEx, because if this isn't fixed by tomorrow evening, I'm getting every penny back. Every single red cent. This bullshit started on Monday, when I called in, and it's still not fixed.

The office opens at 7:30 a.m. tomorrow and they are getting an earful. I expect to have a team on my doorstep tomorrow morning. Period.