So I’m sitting on my floor wondering how long it will be until the dryer decides it’s actually going to DRY my clothes.  I guess it’s partly my fault because my Clothing Shrinkage Paranoia (no doubt brought on by the fact that my lovely father has managed to shrink approximately 12 trillion articles of my clothing) requires that I refuse to set the dryer on anything other than low heat.

So back to school tomorrow after a long weekend - not long in that we had a holiday, but long as in busy/stressful - and Erica has promised to bring Ella Enchanted so we can ogle Hugh Dancy while revelling in the cheese. 

Also, I am struggling valiantly to keep my phone alive until May 21/The Day That I Get A Blackberry but the damn thing is fighting me tooth and nail.  Camera and keypad?  Screen and speaker?  Let’s go with charger and charging port since that’s where the problem is.

I still have nothing to say in this blog Alyssa, I hope my laundry musings are slightly amusing to recompense.