Feb 08, 2008 10:44
Lu can walk and talk but she can't walk and talk, if you you know what I mean. She gets too nervous and wants to hold on to my hand even when she isn't putting any weight on it. And the other day she called Scrumptious "Grandpa" (grandpa and cat are the two words she's learning right now). I guess it will be a while before she can say "Scrumptious". I used to have a whole lot to say, but now I mostly think about a baby.
Stevesy, Lu, and I are all moved out of the Tideline and back into my parent's basement, where it seems I belong. The move was pretty aggrivating with many ridiculous demands from the Manager which it turned out were mere empty threats ("If the fridge manual is missing, you WILL be charged for it"), which kind of aggrivates me when the reaction to the serious water leakage problem (we're talking mould country) was "put down a towel". The new place is coming along nicely. There's still a lot of nailing up mouldings and painting and unpacking and stuff to do, but I encourage you to see it in it's unfinished state tonight for Peidi's Power Point Presentation Party. I might be asleep; I don't know. It's been a busy week.