Friday…I’ll get to today later. *laughs*

Lost my cell phone this morning…Found it laying in the front yard…After going back to the school to look for it.

Learned that Sonja has been getting sent over to the first grade classroom in the mornings, until she calms down enough to participate in class properly. And I’ve made sure she hasn’t had to deal with the bullys even. *sigh* I don’t know what else to do to ease her mind…But she is going to have to start riding the bus soon…And they’ll be right there then. (Ryan has offered to put fear into the kids, as soon as we find out who they are. Tis an offer that would be entertaining to watch to say the least.)

Ug…Mum’s Jeep is off getting it’s brakes fixed (which hopefully won’t take long at all). So I had to drive my Jeep, with it’s messed up front-end, to take the kids to school (and back in search of my phone). Twas not the funnest ride in all history. Although I did learn, if you keep it at 40 or below, it’s less likely to jump all over the bloody road. For me though, under normal circumstances (thank the Gods for cruise control) can not do 40! I am usally driving 65 on most roads…55 in town if I can get away with it.

Well…I didn’t choke to death on my retainer in my sleep (Awwww…sorry peoples, I know some of you are soooooo disappointed that I live yet still). Though I think I might have a tiny sore on the roof of my mouth. Guess I’ll just have to get use to having the retainer there, and that will go away with time. I’m doing my best to tell my tongue to leave the bloody thing alone…Then again, my tongue seems to have a mind of it’s own on occasion. I’m a bit paranoid that it’s not going to stay put, the retainer, and that my teeth are going to go all funhouse mirror on me again. *laughs* Gods, I swear…After seeing them now, and remebering what they looked like before. They were bloody well scary. I’ve seen things in the Monster Manual that wasn’t that bloody scary. *laughs*

Let’s see, what else. Well tech. it’s still early…well almost two. *reminds self that I should be reading while I have the oppertunity* *other self reminds me that I’m checking online things, mainly OD, and that needs to be done as well* *first self tells second self to shut up and quite trying to pick fights* *second self sticks tongue out at first self* *first self drops head to desk* *Second self* ‘At least we’re not on the phone with Raya and fighting between ourselves this time.’ *first self rolls eyes at second self*

*looks up* *laughs* *headdesk* Gods…Two or three times yesterday on the phone with Raya I got into an arguement with myself. *shakes head* I’m so bloody mental at times. Tis taking being a Gemini to a whole new level. Ken swears we have at least half a dozen selves a piece…so between the two of us, we’ve got a dozen people at any point in time. *sigh* I miss Ken. I don’t get to see him much…Not that he’s much of the Ken he use to be. Being sick like he has for the last few years has taken a bit of a toll on him. I use to be his skeleton. *grins* *laughs*

Grimmie and I were discussing my ‘unlovable creatures’ as syncing up with Kitiara’s ‘unlovable creatures’ last night on the phone. Though I must say…I’m not sure Tanis could really be counted as an unlovable creature. Though I was going to say he’s half-elf after all…which just reminded me Dalamar was full elf…and HE was VERY UNLOVABLE. I actually hate Dalamar…he needs to be killed off and tossed into the Abyss. Anyway…I don’t think this paragraph has a real point…Just some odd observation I decided to make while waiting for OD pages to load.

Anyway…I’ve decided on the new name…Though I haven’t implimented the change yet…Got some things to do first. And currently I’ve got to get ready to go pick up the kids…and go walkies…Holy Cow! When did it become nearly quarter to three! *hurries off*

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On the retainer front…the lower one is making those teeth hurt a bit…Biting down on anything currently is an ouch…So it’ll be a couple days for apples and corn. The top one…Ah! It’s wearing/worn a sore spot on the roof of my mouth. So that pretty much sucks. *pouts*

I’m so incredibly sleepy tonight…It’s not even ten, and I’m feeling like I’m ready to fall asleep. Blah…

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Tried to take a nap…it was just not meant to be…Had four phone calls…One is still pissing me off.

Apparently the Pet did something to his truck…He called from the fire barn asking if someone could give him a ride since his truck was broke. I said I thought he was staying at Loren’s (as that’s what he told my Mum earlier today). He said he was. I asked where Loren was, and he said probably home. Then he went on about needing to come home and get his stuff before he could go over there. I had told him when I first answered that I had been trying to take a nap, so I had been asleep, or at least I would think he could manage to realize I’d been asleep. I start to tell him that everyone else is asleep, so it’ll have to be that comes to get him, and that I’ll have to 1) tell Mum what I’m doing, and 2) get warmer clothes on first. But all I get out is "It’ll have to be me who…" I think that’s where he cut in with something about not putting myself out, or some such rubbish, then hanging up on me. *rolls eyes* He needs to fucking grow up, and stop assuming he knows everything, and apparently what I was going to say.

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Had a nice talk with Dobby again…For a 15 year old boy…He’s got some mature thinking going on. It’s odd…Most of those closest to me are younger than me (which is pretty normal for me, I guess…As even in high school most of my friends where underclassmen). Thing is, even though that is the case, some of them are quite wise for their ages. Raya, for starters, is more mature than most 20 year olds. Of course she’s had a lot to deal with, and she’s had genuine struggles in her life and family. Then there is Nell…Who pulls off a 38 year old werewolf like no other could…But that maturity isn’t just Uncle Remus’s (Yeah, can’t help it, no matter what anymore, it’s ‘Uncle Remus’ *laughs*)…That maturity is hers as well…Who else could forget that they are still a young one and should be off doing young people things. *pokes at Grimmie* *smirks* He’s still a child. *laughs* No, really though…Even though he is still young at heart…He does, and I’m loathe to say anything as such, as I know it’ll not sit as well as it should with him (You’re not alone Grimmie…I’m not thrilled when I realize maturity has snuck upon me at times), have a certain bit of maturity that wone would not expect coming from….Well 1) Him *laughs* and 2) A nearly 20 year old male. *snickers* *hugs Grimmie tightly* He shows his maturity when he needs to…When it’s really important…And to only those who need/deserve/earned the right to see it. *smiles* And of course…Like I mentioned, Dobby. Who seems to be quite mature and far-thinking for his young age. Within the last little while, we’ve had two or three such conversations, one dealing with religion, and one dealing with matters of (evil) heart and relationships, and what not.

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Okay…anything that could pass as productive

writing has gone to sleep now I think.