I don't feel like anything interesting enough happened today to post about, but I'm writing anyway. Even though I'm super-tired and would like to crank out another chapter of "Prozac Nation" before bed. Silly me said I would work tomorrow, which means I have to get up early. At least I can go home whenever I want.

Today I was coloring with Chelsea and Samantha and James. We were listening to "I Kissed a Girl" and singing along with it. James, who is six, started to sing "I kissed a boy and I liked it" we were like HOOOOLLLY CRAP. Chelsea turned it off right away, haha. Now that's an Oy with the poodles moment if ever I experienced one!!

I don't know how this got brought up, but we got into the conversation about how Samantha doesn't really exist, and is just a figment of my imagination. I said something about it and she was like "WHO TOLD?!" I blamed it on Chelsea, who denied the whole thing. Sam said "It was supposed to be a surprise!" Now, I don't think that finding out that your niece doesn't exist qualifies as a surprise, do you?! So as a joke, I said "Surprise! I'm just part of your imagination. Better get off that medication!" Sam cracked up. I accidentally rhymed, hehe. Early she mentioned that she hated therapists and them handing out meds for every little thing, but I told her I was on it. So that's where that came about.

Fun, eh?

K so that satisfied the writing bug. I'm sleepy, time to read and sleep :D