The poor mums are all so very sad.

• I am contemplating cutting off my neighbors legs so they stop impersonating elephants playing Wii Step Aerobics.
• I am going on vacation in less than a week to a tropical(ish) place that will cause my skin to burn and mock my underground lifestyle.
• I am awaiting the arrival of my very first credit card in the mail.
• Our ceiling is leaking from our upstairs neighbor’s faulty sink.  Upon repair, I expect that the workmen will carelessly let the cat out of the apartment.  (A past maintenance experience proved this to be true and we found our cat locked in our neighbor’s apartment instead of ours.)
• I am drinking a Red Stripe.
• The band (version 2.0) met last week and we’re wrestling with what to call ourselves.  After being protected with the intentionally retarded name “Let’s Get Out of This Terrible Sandwich Shop,” it becomes apparent that it’s slightly hard to make a band name sound not retarded.
• Today I have been obsessed with this:  Dead Flies Art (15 pics