I have to get up in 4 hours. Boo. Some guy is coming to change our Sump Pump (or whatever) so that when the snow melts, the pump will be able to keep up and not let the water in the house. Well, it is in my room. There is a nifty shelf thing that I have 2000 stuffed animals on that has it under there. So, I have to get up, eat breakfast, clear off all the stuffed animals, move all the shit away from there, and then get the cats and go hide somewhere in the house. I haven't decided where yet.
The bird flu needs to not hit London... or anywhere else.
Wow. Boring.
