FUNNY story: I bought my first ink cartridge (which is hard to do, actually. There are about a million kinds of ink cartridges; how was I supposed to know/remember what printer I had? I had to go back home and look it up then I had to google which cartridge was for that one. psch.). And I was on Skype with Laura (who is adorable and super sexy), trying to print a paper at the same time. I thought I had enough ink in my old one to get me through one more paper. But it wouldn't print. So I change cartridges--yes, I managed. And.... Nope. Still wouldn't print. I was so PO'ed. Ugh. I was ready to rip my hair out or shoot small rodents. So I tell Laura I have to go, because it's hard to concentrate when she's making weird faces to surprise you when you're not looking. So I get off and I rip open my printer and pull out my ink cartridge, cursing it and all its closest friends and family. That's when I noticed.
The protective sticker was still on.
I managed to laugh in a sad, pathetic sort of way. I took it off, put it in, and my paper printed without problem. So, there, I do have blonde moments. Just not as frequently as others do (Laura.)
IT was pretty funny.
SO I have a bunch of laundry that needs washed, but I want to wait because I'm going home friday and that way it doesn't cost me a dollar. So, this week marks the first week of me not washing my clothes once a week. I know, Ashley, you're probably disgusted by my lack of hygiene. Since you wash your clothes so often.
THAT'S that then. I should probably do more homework. Gross.