My big event yesterday was getting a new vacuum. Here's my issue with that though. I get it home...all excited....put it together, and the thing isn't bagless like the one I have. Then I find out Trapt tickets go on sale today so I tried calling Mike. First I was going to give him the vacuum since he said he wanted one too and I didn't like this one, so I thought giving him a brand new vacuum would be fine. A bag really won't work for me because I have too much cat hair and it'll fill it up every time. Common sense said give it to Mike. I tried calling for probably a good hour like every 20 minutes, no answer. I quit trying. Finally at like 5 (!) he calls me back, he was in the living room playing video games. Argh. Not that I care, but I was trying to talk to him about giving him the vacuum. SO THEN I tell him he can have this never been used new vacuum for his house and I'll get another one next payday...and he tells me he doesn't want it. My mouth is hanging open at this point. Well why don't you? He said for the same reason I don't want it. What the f**k??? He doesn't have rooms of cat hair to suck up, but the fact is he doesn't want to change the bags I'm sure. Sometimes I get really fed up with him. This vacuum thing is going to go my way because that's rational and he's getting spoiled. After that conversation I didn't even really talk much about the Trapt tickets, I wasn't really in the mood. I just told him they were playing here soon. Then we got off the phone so he could fix dinner and start packing his ruck sack. I think we talked one more time before he went to bed and that was it. His march was at 3am FCT today so I called him at 3:15am my time to make sure he was awake which he was. Then of course we had bad thunderstorms last night so when I woke up i stayed up for a little bit. That was my day, they just keep getting better. Oh, and he abandoned his getting a new truck idea for the moment. Thank God.