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resonantTurned out that my computer problems were much less serious than I had thought, so I am once again in touch with the world, and I just have to ask: How the hell did we get along before we could Google things? I mean, seriously, it was only one weekend, and I can't tell you how often I desperately needed to know something that I couldn't find out without my sweet Google.
Meanwhile, Questionable Content comic explains the law of Quantum Fetish Mechanics.
And here's my latest batch of the fruits of my eavesdropping. Apologies for its being so kidlet-heavy; they've been amusing me more than most things lately.
On Halloween:
Me: My head feels funny.
Kidlet: How much candy did you eat?
Me: None.
Kidlet: That explains it. You're suffering from candy deprivation.
Kidlet: I'm going to trick-or-treat further than I've ever trick-or-trett before!
Kidlet, gently: Try to be smarter in the future.
Jenny: How was your weekend?
Elizabeth: It was good, because you weren't here.
Jenny: You mean it was quiet. Quiet is different from good.
I don't want to be well-adjusted. I'd never write another word.
(In the gym locker room) It proves that just because you have artificial joints, it doesn't mean you can sit on your butt all the time.
I'm disrupting your life and I don't care.
Me: Why does the witch want to kidnap the princess?
Kidlet: Because it's traditional.
Kidlet, doing a jig: Well, a kid's gotta move.
Look at John Wayne.
He's dead. What kind of example is that?
Old lady at the gym: And he's on television talking about family, family, family, family. And I'm thinking: Suppose we elect you to Congress. How much time do you think you'll be spending with your family?
edited 2020 to retroactively correct the kidlet's gender pronouns
Meanwhile, Questionable Content comic explains the law of Quantum Fetish Mechanics.
And here's my latest batch of the fruits of my eavesdropping. Apologies for its being so kidlet-heavy; they've been amusing me more than most things lately.
On Halloween:
Me: My head feels funny.
Kidlet: How much candy did you eat?
Me: None.
Kidlet: That explains it. You're suffering from candy deprivation.
Kidlet: I'm going to trick-or-treat further than I've ever trick-or-trett before!
Kidlet, gently: Try to be smarter in the future.
Jenny: How was your weekend?
Elizabeth: It was good, because you weren't here.
Jenny: You mean it was quiet. Quiet is different from good.
I don't want to be well-adjusted. I'd never write another word.
(In the gym locker room) It proves that just because you have artificial joints, it doesn't mean you can sit on your butt all the time.
I'm disrupting your life and I don't care.
Me: Why does the witch want to kidnap the princess?
Kidlet: Because it's traditional.
Kidlet, doing a jig: Well, a kid's gotta move.
Look at John Wayne.
He's dead. What kind of example is that?
Old lady at the gym: And he's on television talking about family, family, family, family. And I'm thinking: Suppose we elect you to Congress. How much time do you think you'll be spending with your family?
edited 2020 to retroactively correct the kidlet's gender pronouns