If you call to the front desk of a hotel.

And you ask for something to be brought to your room.

And you are a boy. And the person on the phone is a girl. And they're bringing whatever you've requested to your room.

When you open the door?

WEAR PANTS!

That is all.

So there was going to be sleep, and then there were babies, and then there wasn't sleep and now I'm going to toss out some of the last of the thinky thoughts that I had relating-but-not-really to the contents of my last postThat wasn't in any way a coherent sentence, was it? Imma try again. This is tangential. It's definitely a rant. And it's ( Read more... )