Things I LOVE (sarcasim)

Haveing a constipated vacuum cleaner that won't suck.
Taking apart my vacuum cleaner to remove the unidentifiable and disgusting blockage.
Having to clean up the mess from said disgusting blockage.
With my hands - ick.
Turning on vacuum to clean floor and then smelling the lovely smell of burnt rubber as the belt is broken.
Discovering the belt was broken because the sweeping bar thingie was put in wrong (by me)and it wouldn't move. Damn it.
Taking apart the vacuum again to replace the belt (with the last spare).
Vacuuming the floor and having the whole room smell like burn rubber. Yay.
Considering burning popcorn in the microwave just to get rid of the burn rubber smell.

At least the floor is vacuumed.