Kiara Is Back
It’s a two-fer!
Kiara made it back last night right on time. I managed to get to the airport 30 minutes early (I thought I was 20 minutes late, but I had the flight time wrong,) so I had plenty of time to sit and read my book (Academ’s Fury.) I was so happy to see her when she got to the airport. I had missed her from the five days she had been gone, and I was happy to have her back in my arms.
She managed to fill a huge suitcase with about 50 pounds of baby stuff while in Montana. I haven’t had a chance to crack open the suitcase to look at the goodies yet. It was about 10:15 by the time we got into the house and unloaded the car. I knew that it was going to take at least an hour to unpack the baby stuff, so I decided to put it off until tonight.
However, I was almost done with Academ’s Fury, and I wanted to get to the end. I did manage to do that last night, and I was in bed by 11:00. My only problem is that I need to stop reading Jim Butcher just before bed. It gives me strange dreams. I don’t remember last night’s dream with full details, but I did wake up several times during the night feeling as if I had never even fallen asleep. It was quite odd.
I can’t wait to get home from work this evening to crack open the suitcase to see what kind of goodies we got for the baby. Gonna be neat, I hope.
Comic Quotes
Last week was a good week for some great comic quotes. Here they are with links to the comics that contained them:
Coach things violence is aerobic.
Good Boy! Oh yes you are! Yes you ! You are such a good little… brown scaley… dead bunny thing.
The project is like a hundred drunken clowns with bees in their underpants.
Ooo, scary! Spell “outer.”
You tell that filthy weasel I’m gonna break him like a wedding vow on the Jerry Springer Show!
Ha! You didn’t think it would be that easy to kick the hobbit, did you? (This is a running gag on this comic, and I never get tired of it.)
You smell that? Do you smell that? Fabric cleaner, son. I love the smell of fabric cleaner in the morning.
Does a giant anthropomorphic penis costume count as a “stupid output?”
If I became physically attracted to things that irked me, the world would burst into flame from the friction of my furious humping.
