fuckers.

Speaking of fuckers, I'm sitting at the computer in my bathrobe and the front door opens and someone I don't know walks in. Apparently he is a friend of J's. D calls him on walking in without knocking and he says, "J knew I was coming over". Then. he. takes. a. shower. and walks out in his underwear. And leaves again. J hasn't come out of his room since it happened. I am dumbfounded.

Um, what the fucking fuck? That's insane. And kind of like a dream sequence. You weren't asleep when this happened, were you?

laga, that is messed up. You gotta change the locks asap.

Long days. There was more. Can't recall. Hope everyones lungs feel better tomorrow.

Oh ya. Pardon for asking. But what does the nebulizer do? No time for google today, and in bed now, should be asleep.

In totally lay terms, a nebulizer is used to send medication into the lungs. Rather like the little inhalers you see people use. Instead of the quick inhaler hit it is a longer treatment. I need to give mine to someone as my son outgrew his need. It is a heavy one because it runs on rechargeable battery.

I am at the doctor's with Frisco this morning for shots. This woman across from me a (probably) 3 year old just had to turn his pants around because he had put them on backwards. So cute!

Gronk. We were at the new apartment until 10 last night, making sure everything works and trying to figure out where everything is going to go. I just now realized that we didn't account for a large piece of furniture (as I tripped over it this morning).

There is so much left to do, and not nearly enough hours left to do it all. I should probably cancel all my appointments today to stay home and pack, but it's kind of too late for that now.

laga, that is messed up. You gotta change the locks asap.

Seriously. And keep the front door locked! (It's the mom in me, but -- you should keep the front door locked even IF you didn't have annoying roommates with moochy friends. Because -- crime!)

I keep the door locked because once, when I was in our Columbus apartment, some random woman (stoned out of her gourd) walked into our place at 7 a.m. I screamed at her to get out and she just looked at me and walked out. Strange.

Laga, definitely change those locks and use them!

Stephanie, I hope the shots aren't too bad for Frisco. Owen had a lot of backward pants moments, too. He does pretty well, now.

Jars, sorry about the clamp. That sucks.

quickly checks direction of pants

I realized the other day that I had just taken a shower with the door to the outside wide open. Oops. At least there was a wild animal out on the porch. (Note to Chicago PD - don't shoot!)