So I was standing in the bathroom this morning putting on a little makeup. In the mirror, I spotted a mosquito on the wall behind me. Like the great white hunter I am, I spun and smacked it dead.

Hah.

However, I managed to hit the wall on what was apparently the exact place which would send the towel bar plummeting to the ground in a big crash. Now, this towel bar has been nothing but trouble since Karl the Slumlord installed it (incorrectly, I might add), so I wasn't surprised.

What was surprising was when the cat, startled out of her toilet drinking daze, yelped, splashed into the toilet, dropped a clump of fur, and rocketed out into the kitchen in a dripping, pissed off mess.

Then, on the way to work, I narrowly avoided being in the middle of a 5 car collision. This pickup truck three cars in front of me and the small sedan directly behind it all of a sudden just slammed on their brakes and swerved halfway over onto the shoulder. The car behind them and in front of me swerved into the lane to the left and I swerved onto the shoulder. The car behind me (going much too fast for how busy 394 was) had to go up onto the embankment. Luckily, no one actually hit anyone else.

Also, I've come to the realization that reading fic all night before going to bed leads to some whack-ass dreams. I was reading Xenafic last night and I feel like I spent all night dreaming about Ares and his cunning plan to both survive the Twilight and to resurrect Strife. Heh.

Last night Ru and I colored my hair back to something approximating my natural color as opposed to the various shades of medium golden brown I've been sporting the past year or so. I forget how much I like really dark hair until I have it again.

reading: aside from Point of Hopes, I started rereading Corona's AJCS slash last night.