I love my steamer.
The boy next to me in German class has bedbugs. I came home and steamed and then poured Borax into my knapsack. I love the familiar smell of steamed cloth and wooden floors. I love the small measure of a peaceful mind it affords me.
I also did two very awesome (and free!) dance classes today. One was to learn the zombie dance from Michael Jackson's Thriller, and the other was a modern jive class that happened to follow it. Me and Jaja have some new and awesome moves to practice in the kitchen, and Jaja, Rafiki, (hopefully) Dragiraffalina, and I are all going to be awesome dancing zombies at the end of October! Ahhhh! So excited. *flaps arms*