Today in my mailbox was the dreaded utility bill. My extravagant, energy hogging days of having the thermostat set at 63 are officially over. Hello 58.

If you know anyone who'd be interested in buying a kidney, please direct them my way. I'll sell it cheap.

In slightly less depressing news: at the grocery on the way home from work I stopped to buy some lube* for which I had a coupon. (Yes, a coupon, for lube, what of it?)

The coupon was for $2 off, but the poor checker boy seemed quite flustered at my stopping in the store to buy lube, and only lube, for which I had a coupon. And so he scanned the coupon twice.

Meaning I got $4 off. Which is fortunate as I am a) broke and b) a somewhat sexually frustrated world class masturbator. Olympic level.

Now for big Saturday night fun: a respiratory interventions quiz.

Wo0t!

*In regards to the lube, in case you were wondering: it's tingly and minty and actually quite nice. Try it! Or if your heat is set at 58, perhaps give the warming variety a try.