It's been a slow week. I had a phone chat with Mini-J earlier, pretty much all I got out of it was 'hi aunt hoodchick', 'blah blah poopie blah blah blah' and 'see you later.' I tried to clarify the poopie part, but he wasn't giving out details.
I did get an award, which says I have to list 10 honest things about myself. It may take me a while to come up with this list of things but I will give it a try. In my mind I am still debating the nuances of honest.
Now I'm missing American Idol. I resisted this show for the first several seasons but even the best of us falls (and I dig David Cook) so I'll leave you with the shortest psychiatric joke I know (so you might get a laugh out of this wasted post:)
A man walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing nothing but saran wrap. The doctor says 'I can clearly see your nuts.'
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