Here I am no less than 5 mins later, and at no progress.

My gift is supposedly on its way from Florida, and Jerome (my personal handy dandy, ProAction Media representative dvd man) is out of his office. Hopefully he will call me back, but I doubt this will be of any use if I am dead in LC.

I did however, notice that I had run out of water in my water bottle, and went to the oh-so-convenient water fountain located in the hallway.

Will and I noticed that the 2nd floor of Mariah (2M) had a trash can on both ends of the hallway (conveniently) whereas we here on 3M do not have that luxury....and as we walked up the back stairs one day decided to bring the lovely (and seemingly ignored) trash can to our back of the hallway, where it finds perfect use.

I have no idea what that little anicdote had to do with anything, besides the fact that it relates to convenience, as does the water fountain. But right now I dont really care, that is enough for me. Do wanna know why? Dyou wanna know? Dddyyyooouuuu Wannnnaaaa Knnnow? (copywright: Drunk Girl on SNL) I'll tell you. Because typing about this little escapade is disposing of this extra time that is plaging me.

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