Zach is covered in party streamers, and Kay keeps adding to them because the poppers are apparently very fascinating.  There’s less than half an hour left till the new year.  We went out and rented movies, for the first time in forever, I’m told.  Kay had fun with the little video discs, and takes great delight in opening the DVD player, putting ( Read more... )

It’s Christmas time.  We decorated the house, but it’s really not much.  Just a little tree, some garlands, and a couple of (probably highly dangerous) gifts.  I checked my watch.  8:30 am.  Usually, Zach’d have been up for a couple of hours by now, at least.  I pounded on his door.

I heard a muffled thump, then footsteps padding across the ( Read more... )

16 December 2006

I finished unpacking everything and setting it up like we lived here.  It wasn’t very difficult, but I had to make Zach’s room look lived in, and he’s a neat freak.  I just messed things up some.  He wouldn’t know the difference, and if he was the same, I’d just make an excuse for the mess.

He’s coming home tomorrow.  His ( Read more... )

How come my Bad Feelings are always accurate?  Zach’s awake.

However, he doesn’t remember anything that happened in the last fifteen years of his life.  Kay called me in tears, wanting to know why things couldn’t just go according to plan.  I told him it was just bad luck.  So here I am, packing up all of our belongings, because we don’t want ( Read more... )

Zach’s been gone for a while now.  The trip was only supposed to take three days (one to drive up, one to “do the deed”, and one to drive back down) but it’s been five.  Kay went out to look for him, but Zach was going on some obscure roads, so I’m wishing him luck.

Why am I not helping Kay in his valiant search for an errant child?  I’m ( Read more... )

I sipped my Cherry Coke.

“That’s an addiction,” Zach said.

“It’s a better addiction than my earlier ones.  Where’s Kay, anyways?”

“Off doing god knows what, god knows where, with god knows who.”

“I’m right here,” Kay said as he sat down.  He leaned forward and made a face.

“Sit on your hair again?” Zach laughed softly.  Kay adjusted his ( Read more... )

 Maybe I should try to put up some of my OC stuff?

Short stories, maybe?