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The weekend at home was pretty great.  I traumatized my seven year old cousin because I came home with strange facial hair and wearing my work clothes (a tie)(...with pants and a shirt, you filthy bastards).  She started to cry about my goattee (remember, it's like the "V for Vendetta" guy)....it's been giving me trouble but I think it's worth it.  Makes me stronger.  But we practiced reading all weekend and I was reminded about the "New Reader Cadence"....y'know, where any and all punctuation is completely bulldozed with akward pauses in the middle of sentences.... it was really fun.  And I also realized that Amelia Bedelia is a complete moron and I wonder if she shouldn't be seen by a doctor?  Should she be in a child care role?  I remain concerned.  

By the way, Ice Age II was way better than the first movie....and both of them totally suck.  I could not stand it.  My dad, who has not sat through a movie EVER*, decided to come with us because my parents dote on my little cousins (yes, yes, I know, If I were a GOOD son, they'd have grand-kids by now....fuck off).  Within five minutes of the actual movie (granted, there were six previews), my dad started to look at his watch and fidget in his chair.  That man could not sit still the entire time...that is until he fell asleep thirty minutes into it; it was fairly funny.  [*on a side note, the only movie that I have ever seen my dad sit through without falling asleep was "Silence of the Lambs"....man, I love that movie.  Does that say something about my family?  Is it weird that my mom still says "It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose."?....Maybe I shouldn't mention the light cannabalism as a kid.  But I digress] 

Oh yeah, then there was that time on Sunday when I had to talk in front of a group of about a thousand people.....not cool.....did I mention I hate public speaking?  Blech.