Is it the end of the world?
Sep. 10th, 2003 08:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bronwynrhOk, maybe not :-)
But there sure have been signs!
Franklin - dear, sweet little Franklin - is becoming a man. I swear, he went from a virtual age of 3 to 16 in a matter of, oh, 6 hours. Poor kid doesn't know what to do with those little marbles back there. He keeps trying to look at them. Then he aims them at something and wiggles his little behind. Then he attacks Rosalind for about an hour, although he still clearly has no idea what he's doing.
Thank goodness, we still have time.
Time to see Dr. Woodruff.
Poor Franklin.
Poor Rosalind! She doesn't know what's going on, either :-)
The second sign that it may be the end of the world is that there have been floods. I came in to work this morning, and although I was not the first one in on our wing, I apparently was the first one to give a rat's ass about the swimming pool outside the door right by the. . . stairwell. Yes, that's not an accident waiting to happen, not at all. Seriously folks, we're talking about a quarter of an inch deep. Splish! Splash!
Good think I wore my tall shoes today, eh?
They must drain the blood from my brain though, because I left the house without my backpack and computer this morning and had to make the block to drive back for it.
Yes, Jeff, I drove in this morning. I was sooooooo tired and loaded for bear I couldn't stand the thought of that 20 minute walk in the fog.
Call me lazy, I don't care. I still have a couple of walks ahead of me today when I'm running errands, so :-P
(That was me defending myself to my conscience, there. Ignore us, please.)
All right, guess I'll start my day now. I'll see some of YOU soon!
Edit: I am making so many errors today, I keep dropping words and saying one thing when I mean the other. Weird! Beware.
But there sure have been signs!
Franklin - dear, sweet little Franklin - is becoming a man. I swear, he went from a virtual age of 3 to 16 in a matter of, oh, 6 hours. Poor kid doesn't know what to do with those little marbles back there. He keeps trying to look at them. Then he aims them at something and wiggles his little behind. Then he attacks Rosalind for about an hour, although he still clearly has no idea what he's doing.
Thank goodness, we still have time.
Time to see Dr. Woodruff.
Poor Franklin.
Poor Rosalind! She doesn't know what's going on, either :-)
The second sign that it may be the end of the world is that there have been floods. I came in to work this morning, and although I was not the first one in on our wing, I apparently was the first one to give a rat's ass about the swimming pool outside the door right by the. . . stairwell. Yes, that's not an accident waiting to happen, not at all. Seriously folks, we're talking about a quarter of an inch deep. Splish! Splash!
Good think I wore my tall shoes today, eh?
They must drain the blood from my brain though, because I left the house without my backpack and computer this morning and had to make the block to drive back for it.
Yes, Jeff, I drove in this morning. I was sooooooo tired and loaded for bear I couldn't stand the thought of that 20 minute walk in the fog.
Call me lazy, I don't care. I still have a couple of walks ahead of me today when I'm running errands, so :-P
(That was me defending myself to my conscience, there. Ignore us, please.)
All right, guess I'll start my day now. I'll see some of YOU soon!
Edit: I am making so many errors today, I keep dropping words and saying one thing when I mean the other. Weird! Beware.
