TELL THE DEMONS TO HUSH!!!!

What she said.

You are clearly Smarter Than The Average Bear. Just remember the part about how most people are idiots.

(Keep in mind, I had a Difficult Meeting for most of today, and I'm still not quite sure why I didn't get yelled at.)

TELL THE DEMONS TO HUSH!!!!

But they've composed this very catchy song about how bad of an editor I am ...

Those demons wear madras plaid shorts, white knee socks and black shoes. Are they really worth listening to?

Those demons wear madras plaid shorts, white knee socks and black shoes.

Thank the Gawds that ChiKat brought this thing back to fashion. It was getting scarily real for a minute, there.

I do what I can for the greater good.

Okay, here I am in world where madras plaid shorts, white knee socks and black shoes are all forces for good.

It is a strange world, far from my home world.

Oh man -- it's pouring out, and my from-out-of-town coworker went off walking around. I hope she's having dinner inside by now.

Tell Jilli's and Jesse's demons to hush! And any other J-named buffistae demons as well.

Oh Burrell, that's so difficult. We've found most stomach bugs run their course pretty quickly.

He's been pretty happy all day, thanks. And he's eaten banana and saltines today, so he's not even starving although he tells me he wants a bean and cheese burrito and I'm a very mean mommy for depriving him. If none of the rest of us get it, we're good.

We've just been singing a few rousing choruses of "Row Row Row Your Boat."

We've just been singing a few rousing choruses of "Row Row Row Your Boat."

Cute. Head.

I appear to have become the neighborhood nice lady to visit. T stopped by with her friend P and they talked for about half an hour.

Huhn.

Burrell, you need to do the "I'm a little teapot" with the "I'm not a teapot! I'm a sugar bowl" variant.

I am ridiculously happy with the knowledge that I have no work tomorrow. I just cleaned out a closet.