Jack likes to be held and cuddled. It's so odd. Trouble is just the same as ever.
I get home on Sunday, and am possibly going to bang in sick on Monday if I suffer the same massive 10 hour delay in getting home that I got getting here. Because sleep deprived secretary means murdered physicists.
My parents don't have AIM because my dad has a popup blocker on this computer that means no AIM express.
I just spent an hour defragging this piece o' crap and it still runs like ass.
Kat, you can leave all the keys at my place. I'm so worried about Ruby being terribly lonely! I'm so ready to get back to LA. So ready.
I miss you guys, I do.
This is much the same as people who tell me that Kuma or Bear act a certain way when we aren't here. It's hard to conceive and yet true.
Okay! we'll leave all the keys at your place because I'm worried about Polgara and her getting into her place without her keys.
Okay, Jack just hates me then. But Trouble likes me so I'm not a complete cat repeller.
And YAY Sunday! Play hooky on Monday. We can have coffee and, also, ravioli.
ETA: Though not necessarily at the same time.
This is much the same as people who tell me that Kuma or Bear act a certain way when we aren't here. It's hard to conceive and yet true.
I get this about my parents.
Hey, you know what's creepier than anything Tim's ever done?
The Wiggles.
I need to make my nephew understand that they're creepy, and he should never get in a car with anyone like that, and if one of them tries to sing him a creepy song about prancing ponies with tails that go swish swish swish, he should say NO!, and then GO!, and then TELL AUNTIE!, so I can take those creepy fuckers out with a baseball bat.
Seriously. They should be called The Wiggins.
Oh yeah, and my nephew says, "Auntie" now.
And then he says, "money?"
And then I give him a quarter. It's awesome.
My reaction to the Wiggles has always been one of abject horror.
and he should never get in a car with anyone like that, and if one of them tries to sing him a creepy song about prancing ponies with tails that go swish swish swish, he should say NO!, and then GO!, and then TELL AUNTIE!, so I can take those creepy fuckers out with a baseball bat.
Allyson and I have similar Auntie-ing skillz.
And then he says, "money?"
Sadly.
The Wiggles.
Ahahahaha! Someone else knows my horror!
They taught my nephew to wake any sleeping person with "WAKE UP JEFF!"
No one in my family is named Jeff.
My nephew is morally opposed to anyone being asleep in his awake presence.
As long as we're talking creepy children's programming, I should mention that I am really, really scared of something called "Boohbah."
I only see the toys, but there is no way those things don't have big, razorsharp teeth. Some are spiny!
