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- Tulip Wood Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
My life, to put it simply, has been one giant uphill battle for the past few months. Conquer one level and a giant Yeti knocks my ass right back down to the Starting line.
This week, my friends, is such a time.
I've started a new job (which is absolutely wonderful/awesome and I love!) but also means a change of schedule for me and my monkey, Logan. So earlier nights and not a lot of time for computer stuffs during the week. Until I get the hang of this whole being exhausted all the time thing.
Add to that is that Strep throat is flying around like mad at my place of employ, further indenting the notion that all children are merely hairless apes infested with germs and parasites. Pardon me while I pause here to cuddle my very own sleeping hairless monkey. I wonder if when he gets older, he'll think it creepy that I sneak into his room at night to check if he's still breathing? I'm pondering on what age to stop this...15, 16...25?
Ahem. Anyways. I'm going to be a cranky old grandma and say; I'm tired, my ears are stuffed up, my feet hurt and if you ain't kin to me, then get outta mah face, cause I don't owe you squat, consarnit!
So I'll try for a weeklong absence, see how that goes, then come back hopefully with things in better order, feeling better and ready to kick some arse for HNZ...okay, really it's for Nick. Cause I
me some Nickles. Have you huggled your neighborhood Nickles today?
Do it...now...I'm just going to stand here and read this paper...outloud...and mispronounce various words...horribly. 
I'll see you guys soon!


This week, my friends, is such a time.

I've started a new job (which is absolutely wonderful/awesome and I love!) but also means a change of schedule for me and my monkey, Logan. So earlier nights and not a lot of time for computer stuffs during the week. Until I get the hang of this whole being exhausted all the time thing.

Add to that is that Strep throat is flying around like mad at my place of employ, further indenting the notion that all children are merely hairless apes infested with germs and parasites. Pardon me while I pause here to cuddle my very own sleeping hairless monkey. I wonder if when he gets older, he'll think it creepy that I sneak into his room at night to check if he's still breathing? I'm pondering on what age to stop this...15, 16...25?

Ahem. Anyways. I'm going to be a cranky old grandma and say; I'm tired, my ears are stuffed up, my feet hurt and if you ain't kin to me, then get outta mah face, cause I don't owe you squat, consarnit!

So I'll try for a weeklong absence, see how that goes, then come back hopefully with things in better order, feeling better and ready to kick some arse for HNZ...okay, really it's for Nick. Cause I



I'll see you guys soon!

