Me: “Hey, you know, lately when Daddy’s home you’ve been pretty mean to me. When you tell me not to look at you and not to touch you it hurts my feelings.”
Frannie: “I’m a Baby Cat!” I hate this game sometimes; I have to make my voice all high and scratchy, like I’m Daniel Kitten’s mother from Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood.
Me: “So will you be nicer to me when Daddy’s home? We both love you very much.”
Frannie: “Mommy Cat?”
Me: “Yes, Baby Cat.”
Frannie: “I’m hungry!”
Me: “There’s some cat food in the cat dish upstairs.”
Frannie: (angrily) “MAAAOW!”
Point for SJ, but the match is clearly tied.
In Other News
The Interview: Went very well. There was no flatulence, hand-licking, or ass-scratching (for instance), and I give myself major props for that.
Now I’m all extra-double-stupid because I’m thinking maybe I don’t want a job. I believe I won’t have to make that decision, however, since I just found out another contender is this woman in my program with ten years experience teaching ESL classes. It’s a writing center job with an emphasis on tutoring, so I don’t know where that puts me.
I can’t just coast by on my GIANT THROBBING WRITING and my Large American Breasts all the time, you know.
um, i know LOTS of women who coast by on their large american breasts for most of their natural lives.
and when they start to go, the give their breasts unnatural lives.
Ahh…the SoCal perspective. ;)
Never underestimate the power of large American breasts
Whaaaa? You have BREASTS?
Well, in my opinion you ought to be able to coast by on your GIANT THROBBING WRITING. I’m not sure how I stumbled upon your site, but I’ve been digging through the archives and busting a gut. You’re writing is awesome, so good that your Large American Breasts do not matter. My wife will be pleased when I show her your weblog; she thinks the rest of the weblogging world is too self-righteous, too morose, too serious.
Anyhow. That’s it, just wanted to say “job well done” & c.
I’ve got to go back to reading the archives. Then I’ve got to make a self-righteous, morose, serious weblog entry.