So last night (yes I know a lot of things take place the night before but by the time they happen it's too late at night to post), I went into the bathroom, and a light that had been broken for a year was on. It was finally working. So I was all, " FINALLY! YOU WORK! YOU ARE BRILLIANT! HECK, YOU ARE THE SYMBOL OF BRILLIANCE AND GREAT IDEAS!!!" Then I thought wait why am I screaming this in the bathroom at one in the morning? So naturally, like any normal person, I slapped myself in the face (also known as face palming). And really hard too. After that I just sat there whispering "ow" the rest of the time I was there. Yep. I'm less brilliant than a light bulb.