Dan and I were supposed to go up to Jim Thorpe today and he was gonna introduce me to some of his friends. Unfortunately, he's stuck babysitting for his sister, so I don't know when (or if) he'll be free today. So, since my leisure time went out the window I decided to do some much needed house cleaning. I started with dishes and laundry. Then I vacuumed the living room and front hall. I started picking up my bedroom so I could vacuum there too, and found what has to be the most disgusting thing I have ever seen (and I work at a nursing home). Apparently, at some point a cat vomitted in my room and shortly thereafter a plastic bag landed on top of it. This of course created the perfect environment for a rather large colony of mold (thank goodness I don't have allergies). So I cleaned it up as best I could and then doused it with Lysol. I was going to use Fantastik with bleach but figured that would discolor the carpet. Anyway, it's in there soaking in Lysol now, and later on, I'll vacuum it up, and probably scrub it and Lysol it again. Just...Ew. Really gross, I'm tellin' you.
Anyone who didn't catch Dead Like Me on Showtime on Friday should watch the repeat of the pilot tonight at 10pm. It's funny and quirky and dark and weird. I have a few issues with the physics (or rather metaphysics) of the reapers, but I'm willing to give the show some time.
Cannot fucking wait for this album!
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