I just sawed a box spring in half with a jigsaw.
I love power tools.
(For the record: it’s the only way the box spring will fit up the stairs to the master bedroom. Also, did you know that the top of a box spring is made of… cardboard??? I’m a little disappointed.)
Mandrina bought this wonderful cleaning stuff called “Green Stuff” or something of the sort. It’s all-organic, supposedly cleans anything, etc.
I just spent the better part of the last hour cleaning up “presents” that the kittens turned out to have left in a hidden spot. I’m not happy. Even more unhappy is my throat.
I am terribly allergic to this green stuff. Not quite anaphylactic shock, but I might be. I just don’t stay near enough to it to run the risk.
So I just sprayed three rooms in the house with green stuff. Guess where I’m not going for the next two hours…
On the plus side, I can always tell Mandrina that I can’t clean — it could kill me!
I’m waiting for a build to finish before going to bed, watching the SciFi channel. There’s a new reality TV show on it’s way — Who Wants to be a Superhero?, judged by Stan Lee. My only concern is what kind of radiation the poor competitors are going to be exposed to.
The following commercial was for eHarmony, and was the usual “I met the perfect person” fare. HOWEVER, eHarmony is now running a special, 7 days risk free membership. Fine, that’s fairly standard. However, the small print and the lawyer-speak at the end was fairly funny. The 7 day risk-free membership? Only for new members.
I found it highly entertaining that a service that claims to match people perfectly apparently has customers who need to return to the market, as it were.