This morning Leif was looking up at the ceiling fan and announed. "I don't like the fan". I asked him why and he replied "I need to break it".

Evil genius apples don't fall far from the tree, do they?

ita's site inspired me to think about buying local art. I was looking at these rings at the Art College's student art store yesterday. They're silver, and have a very rough setting into which little balls of felted wool are set. They're gorgeous. If I buy any jewellry, it's going to be that.

Sophia, I am really, really hating all that distance between us, as it is preventing me from hating on your bitchhead boss, the house's new owners who lied to your old landlord, whoever has your security deposit (I suspect the new owners rather than the old landlord's lawyer because they are already proven LIARS), and the new landlords who keep dicking you around on the move-in date and the heat and the lease.

I can't even help you move! All I can do is hate them from afar. I wish them blight, and pox, and scrofula, and parasites.

"I need to break it".

At least he's honest and forthright in his eviltude.

Sophia--I wish for a break for you That's a lot of pain-in-the-assedness for one move.

I need to have a smackdown with one of the mission support teams. Not looking forward to this. They duplicate each others' efforts ALL THE FREAKING TIME and it makes us look bad.

So I'm gonna try to organize them. It won't be pretty. It will be worse than cats!

I've been reading the Harry Potter books (mainly because I liked the movies) and find that Hermione reminds me of my daughter. Meanwhile I think the Weasley twins remind me of Leif, or perhaps it's the bludger that reminds me of Leif.

Curse you, ita! I now need this shirt and this skirt.

Cass, I've been using the other climbing salve, called Climb On, but I hear that the JTree stuff goes on greasy but absorbs quickly. I'll try it next time.

For your owie, you could try New-Skin liquid bandage. [link] It stings a bit, but makes a flexible shield which would be useful over a knuckle.

And since it is supposed to be hotter than the face of the sun today, I'm wearing my Crocs right now! Good thing I work at a nerd preserve - no one will notice.

You know what I hate? People who have extended conversations via speakerphone, for no apparent reason. (Note: I've not met the person in real life yet, so I will feel appropriately bad if she turns out to have no hands, or something. But for now, I am just annoyed.) Also, she is the first person at this agency I've been contracting with who insists on meeting in person, and I just don't have time for that shit. HONESTLY.

I hate that too, Jesse. My mother does it all the time. Of course, she does it so that she can hear conversations that me or my brother has with my dad, but it's still irritating. I just say "could you pick up the handset, I'm having trouble hearing you." If they just get closer to the speakerphone, I have the satisfaction of knowing that I've made them be uncomfortable.