Hey Kristin, I think your head was just flushing out the bad to make room for all the good coming in less than a week.

Hey, it's a good theory!

Well, I haven't seen him yet today, although he looks to be up. The real problem is that last weekend I came home late, and as I was walking from my car to the house a car came creeping in behind me with the lights out. It wasn't a car I recognized, and for a little bit really gave me a scare since it was pretty late. I came in the house, up the stairs, saw the light on in the bathroom and knew mom was sort of awake, almost talked to her but then saw it was the boys coming in, felt mom might see/hear and then went to bed. The next day she was talking to me about them coming in the house when they should have been in the house all along, so I mentioned the car and no lights sneaking in thing. We got our signals crossed for a little bit, because it turns out I saw the boys coming into the house with their girlfriends, and then she caught them coming back into the house at 3:30 after they dropped the girlfriends back at their homes.

She knew she had to leave town this weekend and next, and asked me to keep an eye on things, to make sure nothing really bad is happening. She's also concerned about the girlfriend and her parents, because they're fairly strict. I am a fairly light sleeper, so my spidey sense pinged and I thought I'd check on things. My real issue is that they're sneaking around in the middle of the night. I care less about whether they are or are not fooling around, but picking her up after all parents have gone to sleep just really bugs me.

Now the boobies are mine! All mine!

Now there's a hell of a line to enter to...

nods

All your boobies are belong to me!

looks down.

Huh. Actually, that's overegging the pudding. Or gilding the lily. Or something. I really don't need any more boobage.

Do you know what a wet willie is by the way? It's a wet finger in an ear, FYI. I know, I thought it was odd when I first heard of it too.

...that...is a considerable relief. Really. Gosh. I had no notion. The visuals were entirely unexpected, I assure you. And involved jello, naturally.

I think I may need a cold shower, actually. Or a nice lie down.

Meanwhile t first world troubles WHY OH WHY WILL NOBODY DELIVER US NICE DESSERT???? Damn it! First McDonalds tell us they're out of McFlurrys, then Chilis tell us it will take an hour and a half to deliver food...it's 10pm, damn you! We must and will have dessert! Frosty dessert! Chocolatey dessert! t /first world troubles

My desk is now cleared of all things except for those things that are supposed to be on a desk (computer, modem, phone, pen cup, notebook, address book, checkbook, envelopes, stamps, picture frame, iPod, calculators, glass of water, and Chinese stress balls. All necessities.) I have also wiped off the desk surface, and discovered that it's a really nice color, under the dust.

I feel all accomplished. Which should I do next: get all the junk off my kitchen table, or throw out the pile of mail that just tipped over and spilled all over my entryway?

Hey, Fay, so did you want to tag that line you asked about? I just wanted to be sure you knew you could.

Meanwhile WHY OH WHY WILL NOBODY DELIVER US NICE DESSERT???? Damn it! First McDonalds tell us they're out of McFlurrys, then Chilis tell us it will take an hour and a half to deliver food...it's 10pm, damn you! We must and will have dessert! Frosty dessert! Chocolatey dessert!

The world is saving your dessert-time up for 5 days from now.

d, I think you have a legitimate right to mention the driving up w/o lights and creeping you out thing to the boy for your own peace of mind. You would not be out of line also saying that you think sneaking the girl around is skeevy (or whatever) as your opinion. Suppose he was an adult renting the downstairs part of the house would you say something?

I have unloaded the clean dishes from the dishwasher, reloaded it with more dirty, and washed the things that aren't dishwasher safe. I still need to wipe down the appliances and island counter, put away the clean dishes (after they air dry, b/c that's my way) and sweep.

And then move on to the living room.

Hil, I vote for going through the mail pile.

It is still pouring here like crazy.

I have almost 3 pages of one essay done, and a page and a half of a second. (they are each to be a max of 5 pages). Having some motivation issues pushing forward some more.

I have almost 3 pages of one essay done, and a page and a half of a second. (they are each to be a max of 5 pages).

That's great progress, Nora.

I am off to get a small gift for Mom for Mother's Day (since lunch is going to be her actual gift), and a gift for my uncle for his birthday (I was just informed today that they are having a cake for her on Mother's day).

Nora, I expect to hear of more paper progress when I get back.

eek! yes ma'am!

scurries back to paper writing

vw, an unemployment deferrement is the easiest thing in the world. Seriously. I did my last one on the phone, pre-dated it a month to cover a payment I'd missed, and signed a thing when they sent it.

Must beg Plei for makeup tricks to hide wicked dark circles under eyes when first two plots fail.

Preparation H. Seriously. I was born with dark circles under my eyes and I don't go on stage without it.