E-mail of the day - flowers

I have never been a flowers guy. They look pretty for a couple of hours... a day at most. Then they start wilting and die. The joy of fresh flowers is exceeded by the sadness of watching them die slowly over the next week. My flowers from last night are already looking sad.

Throughout the day the debate team has been e-mailing each other with congratulations and other nice thoughts. This one caught my eye:

P S: Find time to gift Mr. Steve with more flowers often, I was moved when he said that was the 1st bouqet in his life ;)

Umm, please, no. One bouquet is enough.

At least until I win a pageant.

E-mail of the day - from me

Dear xxxxx -

Please, please tell me what I have to do to get my light fixed. Place yourself in my shoes and imagine what it is like to know all day - EVERY DAY - there is a light on in your living room and you can't do a damn thing about it.

I have begged. I have asked for this to be fixed since April 6. I have no idea what more to do.

Honestly, I want to move out. This place is poorly constructed and was sold to us the way the Khabisi apartments were. We are buzzed by airplanes all day long and it is a 20 minute drive into town. We all agreed to come here because Khabisi was that bad. Now we are here and realize this place is only a step up in size. In every other way this place is the same, or in terms of location, worse than Khabisi.

I know the goal was to get us new people to shut up and stop complaining. I would *like* to stop complaining... BUT THERE IS A LIGHT ON IN MY LIVING ROOM THAT I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT SHUT OFF. What else can I do?

Sincerely,
Steve Kranz

If your first reaction is "hire an electrician yourself" understand that I've been told that I cannot have anyone outside of the university do electrical or plumbing work.