Anyway, gonna sleep well tonight. Was much putting together of Ikea things.
Oh, and on /that/ note...to whomever at Ikea was responsible for the utterly brilliant (not) innovation of /plastic nails/ which bend out of shape if you hammer them but cannot be pushed in by any other force known to mankind, and then required sixty-four of these things to fasten a futon together...fuck you. Fuck you very much, and the horse you rode in on. Damn you to a hell reserved for few other forms of life, including people who park in two parking spaces in downtown parking garages, and whoever wrote the Microsoft Windows 95 Tech Support Training Manual. That is all, thank you.