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While the concept of having someone come in and clean my room fortnightly originally pissed me off, maybe it's a good thing. Because ironically, you have to clean your room in order for her to be able to (she just vacuums and wipes down the desk), so it sort of forces me to clean my room at least occasionally.

Oh wait, fuck, I have to be up in 5 hours. Maybe not such a good thing.

In other news, evidently science + PMS = crying in lab. Yippee. Today kind of blew.

...The poster I put up over my bed not a half-hour ago just popped a corner loose. I somehow expect it will be landing on my head at around 5 AM.