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Spent Easter doing my taxes, then finally went to see V for SIX BUCKS FOR A MATINEE TICKET OH MY FUCKING GOD ARE YOU KIDDING ME Vendetta. Dopier version of the comic, but still big fun. Sad because what with the bastard politicians, Stephen Fry, massive explosions, and vicious bloodletting, Mom would've liked it a lot. Especially the molesting Bishop.

Then the kitchen faucet broke. Like, literally broke, with the metal (at the crotch, if a faucet can be said to have one) starting to crack open. Fourth visit from Greens Furnace and Plumbing in a month (toilet, faucet, thermostat, other end of faucet). Happily, since I always pay them immediately, they drop whatever they're doing and come. Always pay your plumber, gang.

Well, this one they may have to wait a couple weeks for, but even so.