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Ugh.
Why is it the one day I actually had plans to do something The Boy got up at 3 and started playing? This led to me waking up at 4:30, going back to bed at 7:30, and then getting up again at nine - of course I slept weird, with strange bizarre dreams I barely remember. To top it off the air pressure is changing again and my knees are fucked up.
Yeah, I'm still cranky. I think it's PMS week. Joy.
Call me anti-capitalist if you like, but I see no justification in having to pay over 2.50 per pill for one stupid perscription of amoxicillin just so some drug company jerk can get himself a Large Yacht. Grumble.
The speech therapist double booked herself /again/. This is starting to annoy me. It wouldn't annoy me as much if this hadn't been the second time this has happened in three visits. I realize you're busy. But I mean, I may also be busy. *grumbles* *takes Aleve* *drinks lemonade* Ah, Paul Newman, you make good lemonade, yes. Although I always feel slightly silly opening it. Probably because it touts itself as 'virgin lemonade'. And it's one of those half gallon containers with the spout and the ring poppy thing underneath?
I wonder if he's given any thought to making cherry virgin lemonade. Hmm.
Seaners is expanding his repetoire of dance moves. He can now do the Side to Side Sway, the Mr. Bean Hip Jerk Thing, and the Sitting Down Boogie. This makes him a better dancer than his mother, in truth. (Honestly.)
Yeah, I'm still cranky. I think it's PMS week. Joy.
Call me anti-capitalist if you like, but I see no justification in having to pay over 2.50 per pill for one stupid perscription of amoxicillin just so some drug company jerk can get himself a Large Yacht. Grumble.
The speech therapist double booked herself /again/. This is starting to annoy me. It wouldn't annoy me as much if this hadn't been the second time this has happened in three visits. I realize you're busy. But I mean, I may also be busy. *grumbles* *takes Aleve* *drinks lemonade* Ah, Paul Newman, you make good lemonade, yes. Although I always feel slightly silly opening it. Probably because it touts itself as 'virgin lemonade'. And it's one of those half gallon containers with the spout and the ring poppy thing underneath?
I wonder if he's given any thought to making cherry virgin lemonade. Hmm.
Seaners is expanding his repetoire of dance moves. He can now do the Side to Side Sway, the Mr. Bean Hip Jerk Thing, and the Sitting Down Boogie. This makes him a better dancer than his mother, in truth. (Honestly.)