We came up with nothing. Neither of us have the energy or the cash to do a big blow out, plus Ninja and J. have the kids this weekend.
My sister did however, ask me why I never finished writing Lights out in the Library ? The short paranormal story I was writing on this here bloggy-blog. Like everything else, I hit a major road block. This ironically, is one of the few things I've written in years my sister seemed to really like. The last time I wrote something she dug was back in 1998 and that too was a ghost-succubus story.
Now, today's adventure, is trying to buy a new printer. With my mother and uncle. I think my fashion accessories should consist of a ref's shirt when I hang around the two of them. Ever hear a 59 year old man bring up a grudge from when he was 5? or a 61 year old woman retaliate with a grudge from when she was 10? ... yeah that's what my day is going to be like.
If I kill them, will you help clean the mess? No... you're no fun.
