Warning to Pun: May Cause Mild Heart Attack

I finally washed my sheets today! I've been meaning to for, ummm... weeks? I don't remember really. But they're washed! I also washed my shirts, since I had about 3 clean, 1 of which was only questionably clean and one which has buttons which come undone if I wear it while also wearing a satchel. So yay for clean things! But washing sheets is a mammoth task really, it involves stripping the bed, cleaning the sheets, hanging out the sheets, repeating process several times as birds attack the sheets while on the line, and in the meantime using sheets that don't fit the bed properly and fall off the bed after two nights. Which is annoying. And as a treat, when I finish my take-home, I have decided to clean the bathroom. I've been wanting to do it for a while but it's too much procrastination.

In other news, another trend seems to involve people breaking glasses and cutting themselves. Ang has done it twice, Tim did it today, and I think some of the glass got me 'cos my ankle was bleeding in the bus on the way home. Of course, that may have been entirely unrelated, but I don't know.

How much of a faux pas is it to ask someone if they're going to something because you think they got the email too, if it turns out that it was the wrong address and they weren't invited at all? Oops :(

Aaargh! Take-home!