It was easy.
Now, I'm trying to decide if I should start painting my dining room (it's two shades of green, plus orange. I like color, but this shit sux), or try to rewire the light fixture that the on-again-off-again BF said that he would do. 6 months ago. 5 Months ago. Didn't talk for 2 months. 2 months ago. 3 weeks ago. 2 weeks ago. Finally came over and cleaned it up and took it apart last week. Was supposed to finish it last night. Called at the last minute and said he had band practice. (Yeh, the band with no songs and no gigs.) I bought the wire today at SuperLongs, and I have a book, and I'm handy and crafty. I should do this myself and then go m*sterbate with the new shower head.
Whatever.
I hate men.