I am sick.
I would kill the parties responsible for giving me this plague, but they are my children, and I’d probably regret it later.
Plus I am too weak to hurt anyone just now.
I am not accustomed to this state of being. I take great comfort in believing I am able to hurt anyone I want on a whim. Now I just feel … nervous.
And woolly headed.
Somehow one of my spawn (or perhaps both working in tandem) managed to rename this computer ‘5’. I had no idea they were so proficient with Windows.
I should have bought a Mac.
If I’m not careful, they’ll find this blog and know I am too weak to stop them.
This makes me more nervous.
But not as nervous as this. It’s from a book for my kids: Just Go To Bed by Mercer Mayer.
If I was a two-year old and I saw this man, I'd need a diaper change, stat!
It isn’t supposed to be creepy, in context, but if you only look at the bit I’ve got cropped above?
Now that’s creepy.
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