D. Family Coffee Break

You know what's not funny?  Starting your laundry at 8p.m., falling asleep on the couch, and then waking up at 12:35a.m., to the cold, forgotten laundry that's been sitting there since 8p.m.  True story.  For about a week, I've been in a rut.  I've been meaning to wanting to write a blog entry, but had no clue where to begin.  And now, at 12:38p.m., all I want to do is sleep, but now I have to wait for the laundry and I feel oddly inspired to write about it.  Talk about divine inspiration.  FINALLY!  I'm sure a post written this late at night is going to make complete sense.  (I apologize in advance.  You're only through the first paragraph.  You still have time to stop reading.) Oh, the pitfalls of apartment living- communal laundry.  I can't just forget my laundry in the washer and go to bed.  Good thing it's not the weekend (a.k.a. prime time for laundry), or else someone would have taken it upon themselves to rem...