Ow.

I managed to burn the back of my wrist while getting pizza out of the oven. Now there's this unhappy-looking white Nike swoosh thing being painful and annoying. I feel like a branded cow.

But! My roommate got a single room elsewhere, so she's moving out! Not that I have anything against her, she's really nice and all, but that leaves me with a de facto single! Albeit a rather austere-looking one, since I have stuff for a room half this size. Still, single! With furniture I shall move around to better suit my whims!