=( Oooch. Not so good. Time off?
After the excitement of the Becketts arriving, I'm hiding again. Stuff's not so good on the Mother-end, once more, so it's back into my burrow. Or Rick's burrow, really. I owe him a pumpkin pie. He's giggling and being sweet right now, but we can't really fault him for that, can we? We just did a psych survey at Sid Smith, that included an IQ test, which he came out of screaming "I'm an idiot!" ;) cutie. we got $10 for it.
More interesting later, when I'm not at Sid smith.
Readin'
Listenin' to
Thinkin' about