So in other news, I believe that my heater hates me. At first I admired the little bugger for working so hard, it must hard to be three hundred years old, after all. However. I currently have my window open, my fan on high, and my heater off (although being the nasty bugger he is, he lets heat escape even when the knob is turned to off) and it is still rather toasty in my room.
Can I tell you how happy I am that today is Friday???? No, no I don't think I can. Anywho, I don't have a ton of stuff to say...
( An lj-cut which contains the story of my interesting morning, which is behind an lj cut because perhaps you don't want to read it, in which case, run along, nothing more to read... )
Can I tell you how happy I am that today is Friday???? No, no I don't think I can. Anywho, I don't have a ton of stuff to say...
( An lj-cut which contains the story of my interesting morning, which is behind an lj cut because perhaps you don't want to read it, in which case, run along, nothing more to read... )