Dang

I'm starving... and the pot-roast has another 2.5 hrs to cook.

That and the dog is yodelling. Really ought to record his antics.

Dang it MORE!

So, for the past two weeks, I've been a little bit overly lazy. And the house? Desperately needed cleaning. The kitchen? Spotless. The Stairs? Vac'd. The dining-room? Vac'd. The living room?

The Vacumn belt just snapped. And nice burning smell to it.

However, my computer based skills have brought me excellent composure for taking the beast apart. And tomorrow I shall go forth and replace the broken part.

But, damn. I was on a roll. And now must stop.

Drat.