I am feeling particularly uninspired this morning. I just deleted a rather politically incorrect post about how I would rather work with a drug-addicted felon over a person with a developmental disability any day of the week. I decided that would just make me seem like an asshole, and anyone who reads my blog regularly already knows that. No need to ruffle any more feathers.
I slept about 5 hours last night, which is a small victory. Two of those hours were on the couch, where I fell asleep while watching CSI Miami…which is a repeat of my falling asleep the night before while watching CSI Miami. Hmmmm.
I broke my phone last week and received the replacement one in the mail yesterday. Sometime during the night, Kizzie (and I don’t know how the hell she managed this) got it unplugged from the charger and chewed on the antennae. It does still work, but SERIOUSLY. I will tell Malcom this and he will think this is cute and funny. I can’t wait to move and see his reaction when she chews up something of his…like maybe his beloved cowboy boots. I can see it now.
“Now honey, how cute is that?”
