If I find one more itty-bitty-mini- lego on my floor i'll kill someone. I am so serious. I have stepped on, kneeled on, sat upon, and vacuumed up one too many pieces of Indiana Jones and his motorcycle. I am gonna freak out very shortly! Whoever designed legos (especially the itty-bitty-mini ones) needs to be shot at close range. With a rifle containing cartridges filled with mini-lego pieces. Not buckshot. Buckshot is sissy stuff.


It's my own fault, I bought the damn things. One more instance of thinking i'm doing a great thing...only to find it bite me in the ass. Ahh, such is life. The boys are at a cub scout pack meeting, so i've had all evening to myself. Well, sort of. My mom is here (she is still living with us, remember) but she's in bed by 8, so it's nice and quiet. I'm hanging out watchin' the history channel, because that's what us high rollers do on a Friday night, don't ya know. I love the history channel. I'm watching something on Hitler, and it's sort of like a train wreck....I can't stand to watch it, but I can't NOT watch it.

Gonna go catch up some more and see what i've been missing all these months. Later!