Cleaning poo-ey water off the bathroom floor from a randomly overflowed toilet.
I do confess that it was slightly amusing to watch my cat's toy sailing lazily across the bathroom floor, but STILL.
And how on earth will I be able to find out where in the world is Matt Lauer if George Bush won't get his mug off my tv?
And WoW is down.
Which doesn't matter, because my account is expired, apparently.
Had dreams last night that Sean was screwing EVERYTHING up in my life: I was outfitting my Jeep for a long road trip, and he had used all the gas, mixed up all my things, etc.
Jason said last week that he wants me to come in for ten minutes today to take more steps towards getting me my keys. Mmmm, a half hour walk to spend ten minutes and not accomplish a thing, to walk a half hour home.
Life is interesting.