NSinking further all the time

Not skipping so many tracks these days - "Pop" turns out to make a pretty good floor-mopping song, despite which I did the world's most half-assed floor-washing job. But the floor wasn't very dirty, and half an ass is still better than no ass at all, right? (Or is the ass the bad thing there, such that a full ass is the thing to be avoided?) Also made up for it in part by entirely non-obligatory fridge-cleaning, leading me to wonder, why is it I put gloves on in the lab to handle incredibly mild detergents, but can't remember to put gloves on when working with my very concentrated badass cleaning solution at home? I hate the inability to apply knowledge, and I hate that feeling of wondering whether that slippery feeling is leftover soap or skin lipids dissolving (pretty sure it was just soap. But I've never had (that I can recall) a base burn, and am sort of morbidly fascinatedly paranoid about it...).

But anyways. There was thoroughly gratuitous kitchen gyration to "Up Against the Wall", and there is this Semi-Public Service Announcement: I'm going to be visiting family and off-net until next week, so will not be immediately saying anything about people's fairytale challenge stories.