speaking of...

My boogers hurt. So do my eyebrows. Someone needs to make me mazzoh ball soup. Stupid boogery child continued to booger all over everyone as much as possible all day. I'm trying to fight the germs. I do not need more of them wiped on me. Also, there should be some sort of free online thing where you can answer multiple-choice questions and get a diagnosis for children with social/emotional issues. Let's give this puppy a name so we can deal with it appropriatly.

Speaking of puppies, when mine farts, he turns and looks at his butt like "what was that?" He's very strange.

Speaking of strange, I saw a movie tonight with my cousin and cousin-in-law that was strange. Brick. I liked it, but 1) if a movie is about high schoolers the actors should be at least believably in their teens and 2) no matter how stylized you make your revenge murder myster, it is still a revenge murder myster and I am still very good at figuring it out way before you're supposed to and 3) Joseph Gordon-Levitt is hot.