Absurd nostalgia.

Now that my August of baby-sitting is completed, I feel a bit sad. There’s nothing like a cozy session of The Time it Took Tom to arouse what little maternal instincts I possess.

Ugh.

Here is an example of child’s ridiculously mean behavior:

Hum.

Remember when you asked me what was my favorite color of M&M? I can’t remember what I said. Probably green or red. You said yours was blue because there were never enough in the bag.

Bloop ding ding.

I wish I was a robot. Actually, I don’t know. It depends. I’m making cookies right now. With M&M’s instead of chocolate chips.

Seriously…

I wasn’t going to say anything… but I got pulled over the other day for swerving around the road. No, I was not drunk. It was dark, I was texting, I didn’t know where I was going.

I cannot wait.

To rid myself of child. It would be different if he was not rude, argumentative, lazy and annoying. Today, tomorrow, Friday and I’ll be free to begin my REAL job.

The funniest picture, ever.

Is this one, of my older brother in Chile. This was on Chilean television. And yes, I do know how to upload pictures.

Update: The color of the door.

Eggplant purple! It looks nice.

Oh no!

I have just determined that my major problem in life is how much I absolutely HATE the color I painted 1/2 of my bedroom walls.

As promised, I am extremely happy.

So the interview at Hotel Planter couldn’t have gone better. The manager and owners are extremely nice and easy going. I start this Saturday.