Ironing haunts me. Unread blogs haunt me. The feeling that I can never Get Enough Stuff Done haunts me. An apartment without hot water, thankfully, no longer haunts me. That hot shower felt exceedingly good on this cold windy day. And I admit that I giggled at the repeated "bad" words in this Tim Minchin video on PZ's blog that I'm not going to repro here because the Flash and the Mac and the Firefox don't seem to be playing well together this evening.