February 11th, 2004

I heard weird noises in the back of the house. I went back to find Andy sitting in a pool of water. He'd knocked over a full bowl of water and was happily trying to turn it back upright. The water ran under the trim and has most likely damaged drywall.

If I could turn him in for a book, a new mop, *anything* today he'd be gone.
Grrrr.