You would think that the roads of Georgetown wouldn't be busy so close to midnight. Last night, the streets were low on zoomage and high on the crawlage factor. I was expecting the usual hellriders to be whizzing past me but nooo - I got stuck behind quite a few cars carrying full loads of passengers. Some of those passengers even peered at me. I was so tempted to wave back and wink. That's what happens when you have an espresso frappucino ( venti ) for dinner.
When I got back, the clothes hadn't been thrown into the washing machine yet ( big surprise ). Due to the coffee, the wait for the clothes to finish washing and the fact that some Indians downstairs were blaring out crap music, I ended up testing out stuff on my MUD. A bit about those Indians - they were on the ground floor. I live on the 18th floor. The sound was loud enough to bother me. I hope they got arrested or something.
Oh look, Joie awarded me the Weblogger With The Quickest Wit Award. That's awfully nice of her, and I'm not entirely sure I deserve that, but I'll just grin and happily accept it ( gimmegimmegimme ). Thanks, Joie :).