*gibber*

[serinde]

Note to self: two cups of black tea on not a lot to eat all day turns me into the Great Cornholio. The usual familial response to someone in this state of over-excitement is "Go run around the block a few times", and it should be taken as a measure of my spasticness that, in spite of the pouring rain, I'm actually considering that remedy. Am trying to turn my powers to good by cleaning the house, but I keep getting distracted.

Pooky is sick again. I mean, he wasn't done with the last sick, and now he has a bad cold too. Sigh.