Hec, at any point have I been unclear about my inability to take care of myself? Do you seriously think I can take care of anything or anyone else right now? Seriously?

I BARELY FUNCTION for fuck's sake. There's no romantic guesswork that introduces a kid into that and suddenly thriving happens. Jesus.

ita: I don't know how you do it. Literally -- I'm pretty sure I would not be able to have a full-time job if I were in the pain you are in.

Thanks for the suggestions. There's a new Sally's Beauty Supply place that might want to advertise and some spas we can hit. My comic shop dude said he wasn't interested but I can try again. I wish we had a skate shop! Sadly we have to order our gear online or in Appleton.

Hec, at any point have I been unclear about my inability to take care of myself? Do you seriously think I can take care of anything or anyone else right now? Seriously?

I'm not speaking to your experience specifically, but to the general "I could never do that" class of comments. I think you are absolutely right that you are not in a position to take care of somebody else.

But if Grace were in your care, and you two were stranded you would tend to her no matter how incapacitated you were. I believe that anyway. That people will do things for a child in their care that are beyond their capacity or will or desire to do for themselves.

Like, if I were stranded in the snow with a broken leg I'd probably curl up in a ball and freeze to death. But if I had Matilda with me I'd drag myself out of the mountains on a bloody stump with her on my back.

God. How I Met Your Mother is not supposed to make you cry right?

It's the only thing I really try and do, keep this job. I'm operating in a constant state of paranoia and conviction that it can't last, though.

if I had Matilda with me I'd drag myself out of the mountains on a bloody stump with her on my back.

I'm happy for both you and Matilda in this scenario. You have spoons in your back pockets.

I would really REALLY not recommend anyone strand me on a bad day with a child. Or a cat. Or themselves. But this is not something I can talk about without getting inordinately upset, and I'm at work, and this is no time for it.

Jesus, David.

Compassion comsmassion, you're causing emotional distress to a woman who can accidentally kill you with her thumb. Now where would Matilda be then?

(Besides surround by a crowd of cheering people becuase ita FINALLY got to kill someone with her thumb.)

In awesome news: Cubano sandwich for lunch!

(I guess that's only awesome news for me. Sorry, suckas!)