Figures

Oh hooray. With less than two weeks to go, I have contracted some sort of malicious summer flu. My throat hurts. I can't breathe. My ears appear to have developed an airtight seal which makes my head hurt but still allows my incredibly annoying housemate's voice to boom down from upstairs.

I am very grumpy and easily annoyed. If I were the housemate, I'd pick up on my murderous vibes and tone it down...of course, that implies that my housemate has a self-preservation instinct. Judging by the year's worth of housekeeping atrocities, I'd say that's definitely not the case.