my heart aches....

Tea was given 5 dollars...Moe wanted the money and threatened Tea with a clotheshanger to get it. Then she left the house and spent it.

After a little yelling and a whipin' for Moe, both were asked a question.

Sique (as Mom): why did you take it?

Moe: I was tired of her; she was running her mouth and I got sick of it and so I took it her money and it made me feel better. And it was worth it.

...my heart ached a little. had I been a part of what made this happen? the fact that she:

• would talk to me like that
• threaten and steal from her sister
• lie to me about it and continue to lie until I told her I knew what happened

this makes me think that I did something wrong.

Sique (as Mom): Why didn't, you tell me, Tea?

Tea: I was afraid you would get mad because I gave in.

I thought I was teaching them strength of character (moe) and strength of will (tea).

what am I teaching them?

Sique (as conscience): what are you going to do now?

Sique: I don't know...

just like football, but without the reality...

Jinge calls me during my monthly hair cut about a week ago:

"Would you like to join a fantasy football league?"

I exhale, trying to express to him how fun it sounds ...in a 28 year old dude, living your parents' basement, AD&D in your spare time, of which you have none because you are spending 10-14 a day building up your undead cook/tanner mage in WoW, kinda way.

And plus, it seems too much like math...and that we will be spending alot of sundays screaming at the television; Jinge'll argue plays and calls and I'll just yell at the tv simply because it'll be the only thing in the apartment that'll give me a responce, having given up the hope of being listened to several years ago.

Jinge, who lives on his own just on principle and fear of being outnumbered by 3 females, explains that fantasy football is no worse than blogging and playing guild wars in your spare time...and give impish grin reserved for offering low blows:

"Since you're already online most of the time, why not look up some players and see who you want on your team. the draft is on Sat ( it was Thurs ) I'll send you an invite. Later."

that's the man I love lady and gentlemen...the guy who even though you don't know a drip about the game he loves is more than happy to escort you into the world if "who would win if..." scenerios and offer to walk you through the the process...

esp if it meant that he would have to open the league to the public.

Sooooo...the draft was this Sat passed, and the my team, Azerel Falcons, will meet (I am not making this up) the Cowpies this Sunday...

this is going to be fun...

in a "And that's 'kicking your ass' kinda way".

Later...

Sique

siquecountry's clearing house

...at long last, Trout is finally moving out of the apartment...

Moe: "I'll believe it when he takes the bed..."

Tea: " But MooOE!! I want the bed! Can't he take something else....?"

as you can see, the girls are heartbroken.

...Jinge is looking forward to him moving out. It will allow him to talk to me about something other than why Trout has to get the hell out...

the past months have been interesting on this front... leave it to say that we will together for a while...

Finals are over, but the grades aren't out yet...this quarter's classes:

Comp II
Network Standards and Protocals
Microsoft Windows Server 2003

nice huh?

15 pounds down, 35 to go...the quest for the size 10 is underway!

Later!

Sique