oh man! just had a crazy evening with caitlin. so we were going to go and buy silver fabric markers and write on black pants with them. or at least i was. she may have just been planing on using a sharpie and blue jeans. at any rate, it got to be too late to go to Michael's because they would have been closed, so we decided to clean crash landing (the room above my garage) instead. because that's where we were going to decorate our pants the next day you see. so we get up there and we've got the music just blaring and we're trying madly to store boxes behind some very nasty purple curtains put up in order to disguise the fact that we've got a bunch of nasty boxes stacked there. i was having troubles with one box in particular because just when you thought it was nicely (yet precariously) balanced, it would fall down. after much restacking and reorganizing i finally got it to stay. then we had to find places for several other various bits of discarded furniture. namely a very nasty stool and a bean chair (a.k.a. kitty litter box, which was why it was up there in the first place and not in my room). so we finally get everything stowed away and not moving (falling down and tumbling about our ears.. THESE WERE BIG BOXES OK?! and it is NOT just because i'm nearly a midget!...) so we danced about for a bit. it was great fun. dreads are wonderful fun to headbang with. until you get dizzy of course and risk falling over. which would NOT have been good because we haven't vacuumed yet and the floor is still a little dusty. ok so it's a lot dusty. ok so there are mounds of dust and cobwebs and dead bugs in the corners... BUT OTHER THAN THAT IT'S SPOTLESS!!! SPOTLESS!!!! anyway, so we're dancing around like great fools (which we are) when on a bit of a break i thought something smelled of barbeque.
"What's burning?" i asked. cait looked over and noticed that the big stand up light was smoking. (not generally a good thing when concerned with electrical appliances..) turns out there was a rather juicy (or what USED to be a rather juicy) fly who had been sitting on the metal under the light and once the metal had gotten hot enough had started to BBQ itself. (it actually smelled like chicken, which may have put cait off it for a while..) fortunately with the light off, nothing set itself alight. unfortunately it was a little dark in there afterwards. but we were done cleaning anyway. and i suppose not continuing our wild dancing was probably a good thing. although it did bring my blood sugar down a good notch. it's been insanely high lately. which i can't understand because i've even changed the ratio. so i think the insulin might have been cooked. we shall have to see.