Destined for obscurity

I woke up this morning at around seven because my fan died. For those of you who don't know, I have a really hard time sleeping without my fan on. I need the noise. But, I managed to fall back to sleep for a bit, suffering through incredibly weird dreams.

Woke up to the sound of ten teenagers attempting to tear down a picket fence outside my window. Joy.

Went to Mummy's and babysat for Hammie. She swam while I sat there and got splashed. Ate lunch and came home.

Now I'm just sitting here wondering why my life suddenly sucks. I think maybe it's just the day. I was never fond of Tuesdays.

Actually, I know what the deal is, but there's no point in getting into it. *sighs* Whining gets you no where. Getting off your ass does.

I suppose I should quit pondering and bitching and do that.

Another bag of bricks

Walking Lonely (LAS) up in i_tell_lies.

Of the Unnatural up in feloniousfeline.

Have at it. I'm a hack.

Days and nights revolve around...

I'm sure everyone should be acquainted with niece and her jewelry fetish by now. For those of you not, long story short, I have a Gollum ring and everytime my niece sees me, she takes my hand points to the ring and says, "My preciousssss." See, I've told Hammie that this was Gollum and that's what he says. I've sometimes recited Gollum's lines to her, which usually demands I do several times in a row.

Found out today that Hammie's been watching LOTR. Not sure which one. Probably all of them knowing my step dad. Anyway, I ask her, "Who do you like in that movie?" She says, "My precioussssss! We hates them!"

*beams* I've made Hammie into a Gollum fangirl. I'm so proud.