This UI thing is getting frustrated. To apply online, one needs a high-security browser, which I, apparently, don't have. To do it over the phone, you need a train-load of information. Which I am to disorganized to gather at this second. And the screaming children at the day care center next door and the fury who is cooking in the kitchen are making so much unpleasant noise that the preternatural stillness and solitude of May Ave is calling.
yes my room is a superfund site,
yes, I am have done nothing to get UI
yes, I am on the verge of a class 1 Pity Party
yes, I refuse to attend, said party, give my regards to the hostess
yes, I am sure I will regret this mightily