Ramblings of a total Zack girl

~ITEM: my favorite former babysitting clients are really just amazingly awesome people. I did not properly appreciate it at the time, but they found me on Facebook and are all joining groups that are pro-human rights and talking about soccer season and I'm all...wow, I bet we could have been friends if I wasn't so incredibly socially handicapped. I'm glad they found me!

~ITEM: it's weird to go to library storytime and only have to watch Jeeves and Wooster; I'm used to having to constantly headcount, chase toddlers out of corners, and watch for pinchy fingers. Also, it's weird being called "one of the moms" but Awkward to say, "They're not mine" so I just sort of smile politely.

~ITEM: I think I'm going to have to cut like a third of the essay I'm writing on feminism and sexuality because it's too friggin personal for my English class; however, I'm thinking I will probably post it publicly on LJ. My life, so logical.

~ITEM: I really wish I could figure out why I am so damn TIRED all the time lately. It's ridiculous.

~ITEM: coarse-ground cornmeal is NOT AT ALL what I should have used for cornbread. *sigh*

~ITEM: Greta wanted to write something POWERFUL and POP, but NOT OVERLY SENTIMENTAL. I adore her darling FACE and her IDEA OF FEMININITY and basically EVERYTHING ABOUT HER. Not that any of you are surprised about that. (But now I want to hunt down her new boys' former bands' music.)

SCENE:

Lu, the babysitter
G, the 4-yo girl
C, the 9-yo boy
Roxie, the dog

C: Ms. Lu, where are you?
LU: In the bathroom, I'll be out in a minute
C: Well, you might not want to come out.
LU: ...why?
C: Roxie farted...and it smells really bad
LU (grinning behind the closed door): ...okay then
C: At first I thought it was G? So I smelled her butt and Roxie's? And it was definitely Roxie.
LU: ...
LU: ...Thank you for that...extremely accurate information
C: *goes off satisfied with a warning well-delivered*
LU: *tries not to die of laughter*



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