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Tuesday, Sept. 18, 2012 - 7:02 a.m.

I just waited like 15 minutes for my computer to start up after finding the blue screen of death when I came in this morning. 7 of the minutes were waiting for IE to open while the rest of the computer groaned its way to wakefulness. Goddamn. Watching my computer start up is more excruciating than watching water come to a boil.

Anyhow. Couldn't get Q to go to gym yesterday because she found it too exciting that her grandparents were here. Or something. Part of it was she wanted to play, part of it was she didn't want to get in their car. We finally made her get in the car yesterday for supper, so here's hoping that particular hangup is banished. Today is music class. I anticipate complete disaster, as it's a tiny class (only 3 other children) and she doesn't participate in half the stuff anyway. Having her grandparents in the tiny room with her will be too much. Complete disruption. Whatever.

Whatever, whatever. They're excited to see her music class, so.

Also, we have this fancy new stroller that can convert from 1-child to a double. It is red. We have dubbed it the "caboose stroller", and while that nomenclature has taken, it hasn't done anything to convince Q that she should actually get into it. We have a sneaking suspicion that she's actually too damn big for it, but we can't test that theory on account of she won't get the fuck in. *throws hands in air*

I am increasingly cranky. But that is perhaps overdetermined at this point, as J would say.

Feeling a bit nauseous these days. It's a sad state of affairs when the crappier you feel, the more positive the outlook.

And my mom is joining the party today, or possibly tomorrow. Lord help me.

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