Sunday, Rainy Sunday

An update on a Sunday. Had I groups of crazed fans, they would be going mad right about now. Since I don't, and my chief critic is standing beside me playing with her paper shredder, I guess no one cares.

We've been out looking for decorations for my upcoming birthday. Despite by best efforts to freeze time I have thus far been unsuccessful. It always looks so easy on TV. I tell you now my friends, building your own time machine out of some Legos found in the couch and spare parts from a failed build your own model boat kit takes far more time than you would imagine. I've also had no luck in finding a 1985 DeLoren for a reasonable price.

I think I must now leave the computer, not for some great noble quest, just Sara is making me move so she can do something pesky like pay the bills.