One rarely feels more stupid than when you put in a week's worth of army laundry into the washing machine, put in the detergent, close then lock the door, start the cycle, and realise that you are still wearing a set of number 4s, shirt and all...

well... actually that still feels smarter than ripping your entire lighting socket out of the ceiling when you want to change the bulbs, leaving a gaping hole in the plaster which is too loose to fit the socket back.. leaving also a huge mass of debris of plaster and whatever plastic chippings on the floor...

Oh.. i think there is something else that beats the hole.. after people tell you what you have been doing the previous night; when you in a drunken stupor, accidentally break off a branch from a tree, and realise that it looks like a sword a parade commander holds, and start to salute your other drunken friends, while taxi drivers laugh at you..... ahh!

i need my mom back!