i am in need of some rabble. and perhaps some rousing, as well. actually...the rousing might be essential as the cold medicine has me in a perpetual state of almost asleepness. the brink of narcolepsy. no good rabble can be had when one is constantly mistaking inanimate objects for places where good sleep can be had. hey, a lunchcounter might be a good place for a nap, or, perhaps, that bit of mulch over there...it doesn't look so mulchy as to prevent a good nap.
my new camera doesnotsomuch work as they did not include the battery charger. my new car mostlyworks except for when the gearshift separates during midshift. and my cheerios are soggy. actually, that last part isn't true. i just threw that in to prevent the mostly inevitable bad things come in threes rule. i'm a wee bit paranoid that this cold is really some sort of post-tonsil freak occurance of strep. beware of the ides of march, folks, and the rule of threes.
today the old lady and i will go look for birthday gifties for the little guy while he is at "museum school." i hope he ceases to melt down in time to enjoy it. he's still vacilatating between nap and no nap. today? no nap. BUT YOU CAN'T TELL BECAUSE HE IS ABSOLUTELY FINE WITHOUT IT.
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