you know you love me.

If Friday/Saturday sucked something awful, then yesterday/today was pretty good without having anything fantastic happen. Except around 3:30 in the afternoon I woke up to the sound of the videos on the back of my door falling and my nephew charging into the room all atwitter. Hugs and kisses and hugs and love. Unfortunately when I woke back up for dinner, he was gone. Why he was here at all, I do not know. But I do know that of the people who live at this house, he loves me bestest. Well, except for maybe his father. :p

Otherwise work was work. Nothing too exciting, although it seems something exciting happened at the gas station across the street. They had six police cars [four county, two city] out there. Dunno why.

I need a brush. I need to clean my room. I have to work tonight. At 10. *screams* I also want to go to Toys R Us. There's a sale, a sale! [buy a fashion fever doll, get an outfit freeeeee. which, if they have one of the dolls I consider worthy, might be worth it.]

My feet hurt.

I'm off to rustle up a hairbrush. I suspect sometime this week I'm cutting my hair. But first I measure since it's only 4 months past it's usual annual slice and dice-athon.

*blows kisses*

And love to all who need it.