*me, walking through from kitchen*

Dad: "Hey. Hey, kid."

Me: "Yeah?"

Dad: "Who's this GBLT thing?"

Me: "What?"

Dad: "This GBLT thing. It's a group or something? Some kind of gay rights thing?"

Me: "It's not a... Well, okay, yeah, it's a gay rights thing, but it's just... People. It's not really a group-group. It's not like, Blue Man Group, or whatever. ( Read more... )

"But aunt Faaaaaaiiiiithhhh, you can't defeat the Decepticons by making Superman throw dinosaurs at them in the Iron Man suit! YOU'RE NOT PLAYING RIGHT."

My nephews are awesome. XD

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My cousin and his daughter just left. She's quite cute but definitely a handful... a "real character", you might say. I need to grab some lunch and ride before I go in for the night shift. CJ and Leo decided to swoop into my head last night, go "Here, have some dialogue!" and swoop out again. Nothing else, just a bizarre snippet of conversation ( Read more... )

So, apparently it's someone's birthday today? Gee, judging by my f-list/email inbox/text inbox/answering machine/facebook/LJ inbox/post box, I never would've guessed. *giggles* You guys rock so hard.... I love you all. I don't say that often enough. Not nearly enough. *group hugs her f-list*

And harlowbabe , seriously, what level of Canada Post employee do ( Read more... )

Question: Who wants to read Sterling's 1am crackfic?

Answer: OBVIOUSLY THE ENTIRE INTERWEBS THANKYOUVERYMUCHYOU'REWELCOME.

( why hello angsty ramblings, where have you been lately? )

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Dear Dad,

No, we don't have the perfect relationship (probably because we're way too similar, if I was being entirely truthful) but there is too much love in your heart, in my heart, in our collective family heart (perhaps it's genetic, heehee) for me to think of you as anything less but one of the greatest men I will ever meet. I owe you more than ( Read more... )

So, before the epic hockey game of doom started, my bro S. said that his daughter (little S for the sake of clarity) always wants to sing the anthem before the hockey games. So he was gonna get her to sing it, but then she got shy, and whatever, the point was she wasn't going to sing (this is a backyard game, just before you think that we're having ( Read more... )

Happy 65th, Daddy. I love you. Congrats on finally being a receiver of an old-age pension and, as you so beautifully put it, "finally getting some of my god damned money back from the f*%^&$# government". Hee. What's this I hear about people mellowing with age? ;)

Also, I apparently defeat the entire purpose of yoga. I was doing this sort of happy- ( Read more... )