Mystery of Hugh Laurie. Hee.
So he says, sighing...I wish, just once, that things would stay stable when I'm gone for a few days!
I was torn between several responses.
1. But this is me we're talking about.
2. What do you mean, this is stable!
3. (and the one I went with): Hey! I was having a nice, quiet evening! This is not my fault!
And he said, suuure, and I couldn't even say he was wrong. Because yeah, I hadn't done anything....but it wouldn't be the first time if I had.
I get bored, I poke things. I get bored, I make mistakes. I get bored, I get stupid.
I get lonely, I make irrecoverable fatal errors.
Oh well, everyone has their little flaws.
The entire house is sick. I'm not kidding. EVERYONE.
pauldrake's taken off work because of it,
crymsin_lilly's been off and on in bed because the fever's attacking her joints, the eldest boy has pneumonia, the middle, bronchitis, and the youngest?
Strep.
And
catdancer's down sick, and I've got this tickle in the back of my throat, and what I'm 95% sure is an ear infection.
Gosh, I adore having zero insurance.
So I'm powering vitamin C in drinks and pouring hydrogen peroxide in my ear and hoping for the best.
Hey, it's worked before.
*falls down laughing* The ZomBeatles.
*giggles insanely*
No, I'm not kidding.
Alphaville - Forever Young.
So I was torturing the eldest child with 80's videos. Especially the B-52s. He kept saying, no, it's okay, I like the song, it's just...what are they doing with
hands?? And what's with the
hats??
*giggles like a five-year-old* I mean, at least I didn't show him the really
early B-52s videos...right?
That counts for something.
Doesn't it? :)
It's a Beautiful World. And sometimes, that's true.