me me me me me

The only proper response to smushing one's shared car on Friday night is, of course, a weekend of goofing off. While I did do a fair amount of housework, it's more self-defense than anything else. Bunny is still shedding profusely, and if I want to enjoy air conditioning when it hits 90 on Monday, I'd best get rid of most of the filter-clogging fluff wafting about.

( For the terminally bored )