Do you know what a miter box is? Sounds like it's something to keep bugs in, doesn't it? Actually, it's a box that helps you cut straight and at specific angles and such. Pretty dang cool. I never knew they existed until I was wandering Menards yesterday, collecting supplies for installing quarter-round on my living room floor. I did two walls today, and they look pretty good if I do say so myself. I saved the hardest parts for last, of course. I have to get "sawing straight" and "hitting a nail on the head" down before I get to the more difficult doorways and such.

I'm going to wait and finish the project before I decide whether or not to take back this box or nails or not. When I was in Menards yesterday, I thought I had finishing nails at home, but when I cleaned and organized my junk drawer (!) yesterday, the ones I found were way too big. So I stopped by on my way home from church today and picked up a box. Then when I was down in the basement, looking for a paintbrush to touch up the trim, I found the box of nails. I feel incredibly silly taking back a 90-cent box of nails, but what am I going to do with them? It looks like I may be able to take back a length of quarter-round too, though, so that's another $7, so I won't feel nearly so silly.

When I'm there, I'm also thinking about picking up some sound board. I put some insulation under the stair cover for the apartment upstairs, because this girl for some reason is way louder than any tenant I've had up there before. I want to try some remedies for sound before I keep yelping at her to cut the sound down.

But it's on *all* the time! I think she's one of those that falls asleep to the television, which drives me nuts when I'm trying to sleep. There's this hum, which isn't very loud, but drives me up the wall. That was one of the things that Nichole, my dormmate freshman year, and I fought about all the time. She couldn't go to sleep with it off, and I couldn't go to sleep with it on. Just sensing it was on drove me bonkers. I was so hard to get along with.

I had a dream about being back in the dorms the other night because of this. It ended up with me and Rachael trying to beat the crap out of each other. Weird. No wait, it morphed into...on second thought, that dream was so convoluted, you don't even want to know. Or more likely, it's hard to explain with little payout. Suffice it to say it was one of my weirder dreams.