trilobyte

Know me from someplace? I don't know what you're talking about... *kicks you in the shin*

Yeah, I know how you feel. I need to work on dancing again - like creating another big show. I need to work on sewing again. I need to work on my garden. Oh, and I need to work on getting a job...

first of all, ugh on a stick? is that like the new, healthy alternative to spam on a stick?

second, my sympathy for the dad-stuff. we can compare stories and lament together when we visit that zero gravity world you're demanding before i'm allowed to lick your scalp and all.

third, i'm not sure when i'll get down there again since i have classes in the evening mon - thur, am not accompanying ebin (sniffle ) this weekend, and am dirt poor since the greater kern county area has decided to blacklist me so that i will never work. we could always plan a big sgla field trip to bakersfield. it's fun and educational!

finally, although fettuccini is a great f-word, it's too complimentary and i was thinking more along the lines of "fruitcake" or "festering yellow-bellied marmots".