So this is my job....

I know of no other soul that can start talking about one thing, jump to another topic, and then 10 minutes later say "So yeah..." and return to the original topic. I am the master of disjointed conversations. Fawho forays da hoo doorays.

Kida loves me. I'm sure of it. If only she would follow me everywhere. Then the transformation will be complete. She has come a long way from where she was a year ago. A year ago I probably couldn't get her to do anything. She just kinda got dumped here. Now she listens to me almost all the time. I've learned to recognize when she's about to get worked up. She comes upstairs when I call her from the basement. I'm not so much worried about her encountering people when I take her out on short walks. She still barks at them but she usually doesn't get past one bark/growl before I shut her up. I'm more worried about her hearing a loud noise. She still doesn't like those for whatever reason. She doesn't care about thunder but a branch snapping loudly oh no better duck and cover. If I could solve that and getting her to come when I call her when we're outside then I will be happy. Maybe in another year...I hope not. I loves Kida. She is my gujiguji.

My hair is soft.

So yeah, Christmas is coming up soon. If I could figure out a way I would keep moving Christmas so that it never actually arrived, like tomorrow if you will. Why? Because once Christmas is over then that awesome feeling too is over.

Why doesn't the coffee work? No matter how much I drink in how short a time span it never works. Some people get the buzz on just one cup. Why can't I be that person? QQ QQ

It's late. I should probably go to bed as I foolishly said I would work tomorrow. Bleh. Ever since I got that job as a sub-clerk paging has lost its charm. Someday I'll be the lord of the libraries.