After getting into way too much traffic in the city, I made it back to Binghamton around 10:45.  Though immediately upon returning home, I saw that no one was in the house, but lights in the basement were on.  Now, we have all established that one of my biggest pet peeves is the lights being on when they do not need to be.  Turning things off when they're not being used and stuff keeps energy costs down.  So yeah.

Plus, things are kind of a mess in here right now and I really am very...not pleased.  And the lawn hasn't been mowed and I'm just annoyed.  What, do I need to be here to micromanage everyone into doing shit?

I don't know.

I really do think I should just live by myself.  Then if shit doesn't get done I know it is my fault and mine alone.


Guy and I are talking about doing a Pixar marathon with ice cream sundaes and it sounds delicious and fun.