IM-ing + AOL ad on TV = annoying! And Dy-no-myte!

Given his "I Love the '80s" commentary and now the "I Love the '70s" ad, Michael Ian Black is my new TV boyfriend.

Sark is still of the hot, but he's not of the real people, so he doesn't count in that category.

Tired! And Musicality!

So yesterday, I was at swim practice, and felt like falling asleep in the middle of a lap was a real possibility, so I skip the last part of an early set and hang on the side of the pool.

I end up on the wall, half asleep, until cool down. But I wasn't tired anymore.

Quote of the Day:
"Woman-whose-name-I-forget: [I play auction bridge well, do you want to play?]
Man-also-of-the-forgotten-name: Madam! where's your sense of occasion? I understand that you've just lost your husband!
Woman: Yes... But not at cards." - Act I Finale of the Titanic musical. (Much better than the movie, if the dialogue is as good as the music. I haven't seen it, just got the cast recording because a teacher played it in class a few times a few years back and I loked it and had the opportunity to get it cheap.)

Ow! And Stupidity

Yesterday, I bruised the bone in my hand when it hit a slide hanging over the edge of the pool I was swimming in (or at least bruised very muchly deeply in), got a long scratch (deep, for a scratch) on my leg from a sharp-ish edge from where something I was using at work broke weeks ago (It works fine still, but part of it snapped off 'cause it was metal and mostly rusted through where it snapped), and minorly electrocuted myself because the wire I grabbed had more wire exposed at the end than most do (because, I suppose it had slipped out of the switch it usually was secured in).

MY question is this: Which fate did I piss off, and how?