Wee.
Today I got to get out of the house (and away from parts of my family) to go see a movie. CJ took me on a date to see Silent Hill. Which, by the way, was excellent. I mean, really. I was reluctant to go see something like that in the theatre, after the debaucle with The Hills Have Eyes--but it was exactly the kind of freaky I was looking for. Lots of fun! I came home and my son was asleep, and now I miss him. Which is good. I like missing my son. Except that I have nver been apart from him for longer than ten hours, and it looks like when we move, we'll be apart for about five days or so. Aieeeeee. CJ is reading over my shoulder. Too bad he is soooo stupid and drinks stupid drinks all the time. Oh, and he's afraid of mashed potatoes. Yeah, seriously. Locke's afraid of flowers, and CJ has an aversion to mashed tomatoes. That's what I meant. He's fine with potatoes. Tomatoes scare him. Okay, he quit reading. And I'm done.