We completely sterilized the house today in hopes of preventing the spread of K’s plague. Now everything is shiny and smells vaguely of bleach. Of course we probably took years off our lives breathing all the chemicals.
Center Stage is really abysmally bad. I thought it would be like Bring It On or something, the way everyone talks about it, but no, it’s just painfully, horribly, hideously bad. And no one in the movie is even hot. It’ doesn’t even have shallow pleasures going for it.
It’s once again horribly cold here. I’ve been told that this is “Dogwood Winter” in which it gets warm, everything blooms and then it freezes again for a few days. Also several co-workers and the teller at my bank have all informed me that it’s always cold at Easter in Tennessee. *grump grump grump*