Ooh yay, Laura snuggles! That makes it all worth it.

Connie, I have a couple of recipes for bath bombs and some decent supply sites on the web I could send you if you want.

Deena has apparently not made enough sacrifices to the god of heat.

I can't seem to wake up, and I'm still struggling with the article that I said would be done yesterday.

Instead of instant breakfast coffee creamer, what I want is People Chow. It would offer balanced nutrition and vitamins, be crunchy and come in individual meal packages that are easy to take with you. I'd like it to come in nacho cheese flavor, please.

Excellent plan, Lilty. Just let me know when the money starts rolling in.

Oh yeah, people chow would be great. I'd want it in a brains flavor so I could throw a pack to the babies when they come after me like apocalyptic zombies.

His Verbal was 540 and Math 530. There was probably math he has never even seen. He has a crazy vocabulary. When they handed out the 100 words at the beginning of the term in his gifted language class he sat down without a dictionary and did the definitions for all but one. Draggled was the offending word.

He devours books. I got him a couple written by NBA coaches recently figuring that between the sports stories would be some sound advice. He just won't write. He can be bribed at least and for this I am grateful.

Gah. It's cold enough for our ancient furnace to shut itself off. I rebooted it once already, but I think that didn't take. Now I am going to have to uncurl myself from my happy little ball and go down and press the reset button again.

Damn, I wish we could afford to replace it.

I took the SAT in 7th grade, the start of my string of maxing out the TSWE. Sadly, however, I fell asleep during the actual test portion.

My verbal was higher than my math. Of course, I had the highest verbal score for my high school that year, and the only way my math could have been higher was to score perfectly on the math portion.

If I wasn't such a lazy fuck, I suppose I could have prepped for the test instead of just showing up and paying the late entry fee to take it.

Okay, so that's People Chow in Nacho Cheese and Brains flavors. I'll add it to the proposal. Because it is genius.

All I rembember is that it was the first time I'd ever been called to the principal's office, and I was freaked out.

Bwah! I wish the brainy part was the only reason the principal knows him well.

However, my verbal was still higher than my math, which apparently makes me something of a freak.

That's freakish? My verbal was 120 points higher than my math.

Laura, tell him his math was higher than your invisible internet friend's who ultimately wound up in an Ivy League school. And tell him that writing is good for your verbal score.