scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

20.12.06

i barely even know who i'm asking. But still.

"can you get the internet there?"

"no."

not if by internet you mean, um, ... something other than the internet. But if you mean unsecured wireless access point, then, yes, maybe. don't tell anyone or they'll take it away, i think it's across the alligator pond somewhere. Eek. Florida. Eek. Christmas. Eek. Family. Eek. if i just keep breathing, it will all be over in a week. why is this hard? no fair.

also, fun: at the kids table these days, we talk about Marxism, while at the grownups table they're talking about something frivolous, like Nicholas Cage (just for instance). and you say but now the kids table has beer which is funny for a moment, but then you realize, the kids table has always had beer, though i think most of us liked wine better when we were little, so it's not really a big deal, which is kind of disappointing as far as making a joke is concerned, but then it's pretty cool after all. so, no big.

also, not fun: learning german suxxors. Aargh.

also, extra not fun: i hate that it's hard to be with them. that privileged i'm-on-the-normal-end-of-the-psychological-spectrum guilt. Again. the Avenue Q guys probably have a song about it. Or somebody. Anyone with muppets. please?

Labels: family, festivities

scrawled @ 05:26