ETA: I could probably expound on this.
Yesterday started with a spider in the shower. Had I realized what a bad omen that turned out to be, I would've gone back to bed. But ignorance is bliss. By the time I realized what odd, strange, and just plain bizarre calls I was getting, it was too late to go back home. Then when I got home, I found out that a bill I had been informed was paid off was in fact not, and I had to settle it with the collection agency. Lovely. If that keeps me from getting the apartment, I'm going to be pissed.
Speaking of the apartment, I find out this afternoon whether or not I've been accepted, according to the lady I gave copies of my last two paystubs to.