Andrew vs. Bathroom

Okay, my roommates so owe my blowjobs. Jason can call in a pinch hitter if he wants to, but someone needs to get down on their knees for the work I did in the bathroom.

I'm not ususally this crude, but I just spent my entire Sunday afternoon cleaning grout. Just me and a sponge. My thumbs hurt so much. I discovered the original color of the tile, which is too bad because I think the rugs were bought to match it when dirty.

But in the epic battle of Andrew vs. Bathroom, I won. It's the cleanest it has been since I moved into this house. Take that filth.

Now onto the microwave.

Eh, maybe tomorrow.