All a'Twitter

Yes, I'm joining the 21st century, or whichever century this is; I signed up for Twitter. I have no idea why, because trust me, I'm not that interesting. But it intrigues me, it's a toy, and that's all it needs to be. I was thinking that it would even make me more comfortable at texting because I'm not, but it just occurred to me that I should check my phone plan and see what I have there, because if this toy is going to cost me fifty cents each time I play with it, I'll update from a desktop somewhere, thank you.

Anyway, two of you found me before I was practically even there, and I don't know how you did that, but cool. I put the twitter thing down there on my page somewhere, if anyone's interested. (Not that I am, as I say, inherently interesting.)

I still have like a million pages to read in Truman, but I picked up Persepolis when someone returned it to the library yesterday, and it is most interesting. I've tried reading some other graphic novels but they're too graphic for me, this one is not. And a story I haven't really heard before. Based on my being about halfway through it so far, I would recommend it.

The news on my Aunt is that she seems perfectly fine (except for the Alzheimer's thing) and no one knows what happened to her or how she got better, but she appeared dead on Friday, and was carrying on conversations on Sunday. Who knows.

So here was a nice compliment to my kid I heard about today. She's been in subbing for two days this week for a particular teacher who has poor classroom management, and whose classes are therefore not well behaved. The teacher called in that she would be out the rest of the week. So the secretary who took the call said, after she hung up, "Damn! No one can handle those classes! We'd better get K Chai in for the rest of the week!" Which I know because someone overheard this and told me about it, and the secretary who made the comment never says a nice thing about anyone. So nice when someone thinks your kid is a capable adult.

Who is at class tonight, and the Hubs is coming home late, so I'm on my own here for awhile. Time to catch up on a George Lopez I recorded last night. Speaking of catching up, or keeping up, my house is still clean. I'm doing the little daily wiping up, as well as the vacuuming and shower cleaning on Saturday. K is doing the kitchen and bathroom floors on Saturday. Which goes to show you that if you live long enough, you will see things you never thought you would. Both of my daughters keep their own apartments clean, when they have them, but at home? Why would they clean at home? Well, now I've seen it done, so things must be pretty chilly down in hell these days.

Okay, George awaits.

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