It's fairly warm and sunny down here. It's getting down into the teens some nights. The sunshine is blinding and there are still green growing things everywhere. It's like the world with the contrast turned up. I miss Soyeon. I'll be back in buffalo to freeze soon enough, i reckon.

I'm waiting for pizza. There was a fight last night. Ian got beat up a little. He's a nice guy. This is the website for the skateboard company he has with his buddies.
I've been playing around with some video. Check out these stills.

Yeah, it's open. I got some coffee there a couple of months ago. I liked it.

We are watching the family guy. I'm over analyzing the role of the housewife in this cartoon. She makes being a housewife seem like the worst thing in the world. She has three kids. That's a shit load I reckon. i wonder why so many people go that route in life? Today my mom told me that usually people who don't have kids, their parents probably never had kids either.
On the drive down here I tape recorded myself chanting the same word over and over in altering dialect. I have to start with the basics. A recording of going home to Adairsville to spend time with the family and eat their food and rage about their politics.
but then I come here to Atlanta and I'm outside of the accent land and put in another accent land,the land where people talk like me.
So there are a few people here at Andy's. I'm waiting for them to tire out so I can watch student work. I've got some grading to do but for different reasons than Paul. I've been the late one on this end. I hate doing it, putting a number or letter on the quality of another persons work.
ew, I just used the spell check function. It's really come a long way. wow.
oh God.
I have an RCA to Mini.
This isn't an act.
This isn't a routine.
How is it a routine.
Oh, I'm just being Robin and that is my bit my routine, says Andy.
He adds "I do a really good Andy"

I gave Kiah a bath a few hours ago. I felt like a Mommy. It was sweet, sitting there on the toilet lid while Kiah just splashed around in the tub washing barbie's hair. Her barbie had built in panties but no bra and no nipples.
If feels good to wash my baby's hair. She's a sweet girl even if she did wake me up at 5 in the morning after I drove for 14 hours the day before. There must be some kind of Mom instinct inside of me that makes me feel satisfaction from washing Kiah's brown curls. I wonder, do men have this same suppressed instinct?