Cars in the driveway but the driveway is a crumbling ruin of stone and rusted rebar. I’m worried it will fall on our cars. Lisa’s car actually has a ruinous floor above it that will surely fall soon.

Contractors are over my house. They’re a bunch of men my age, but feels like they’re high schoolers. Theres something about them here to paint, something about an eye doctor ordering dark walls for the house. I’m not entirely sure why they’re here though so I’m nervous. I ask if they can take a look at the deck while they’re here.

One of the contractors starts commenting on how miserable ive been treating my car, ive scratched it all up. It’s not true, and I’m offended so I decide to have them leave. They try to stick me with a cancellation fee even though we hadn’t agreed on anything.

At some point, was on the pc and coura was talking about statistical modeling.

IRL context#

At this time we were rebuilding our deck.