Nothing says "Rock for Humanity" like a band with two singers, neither of whom actually sing, persay.
And maybe I was. I woke up this morning to discover that my debit card is missing (I've never lost my debit card before). But when I called the bank to report the card lost, my cell phone decided to die. I went to charge it, but then the charger broke. Then I went to the closest Rogers Wireless, but it was closed. So I had to go all the way to the Eaton Centre just to buy a new charger so I could report my debit card lost.
Oh, and our bathroom sink is clogged. Drain declogger isn't working. The lights in my room are still burnt out, contributing to perma-mood lighting. While romantic, it isn't condusive to applying for jobs/editing front-of-book stories, or reading another 200 pages of a book for tomorrow.
Yup, it was definitely the last night of freedom.