Best thing about this evening; duct taping a book to my pocketless little brother so he could jog home with it.

Worst thing about this evening: spending half an hour with my hands in the (just cleaned) freezing cold toilet using a screwdriver to chip off a third of an inch of what is basically limestone that was making it difficult for the toilet to function correctly. I don't mind the whole toilet thing, really, since I'd just cleaned it and all, but the angle you need to scrape/dig/stab at is hard on anyone's wrists and the water, especially from repeated flushes to clear away the stone chunks, gets progressively colder and colder until your hands are numb.

Best thing about that: I don't feel guilty about spending the rest of the evening watching the Boosh Live and drinking hot tea, and not, say, doing something constructive.