It's like everything Jeffrey and I own is taking a shit at the same time. First the laptops died, now it's the Ford swerving uncontrollably to the left, and finally my Casio hasn't turned on for weeks. I'm just waiting for the toilet to fall through the floor.
Mads and I are going to church tomorrow to argue on behalf of the bathroom. I can live without those other things, but dammit, peeing is a must right now.
Stop dancing on my bladder, Swan.