Late Night Confessions of a House Bound Man

Since Im exhausted what a better time to fill the radio waves of the world with my mindless typing on my privacy invading blog so everyone can read it. Perhaps if Simon Cowell produced another tv show only this time exclusively online it could be called American Blogger and he could always tell me Im being "indulgent".

Anyway back to the purpose. Mr Old Spice would be upset at me because #1 I rode a horse once and my friend laughed at me cus I dont know how to ride. #2 I have not only used ladies scented body wash but also hair wash and yes even womens scented deorderant (aint morning sickness grand).

Second is my exhaustion with words and my continued increase of detatchment from people and attaching more to my text/email devices. My home teacher called and I didnt ever call him back. I then found myself actually telling him to text me and I would probably get back to him. Which really is a sorry excuse because I would be holding my phone anyway and by the time I got the text and answered him back and he answered back and i answered back I could have talked to him and been off the phone. Needless to say I apologized immediately after I said this to my home teacher!

With this exhaustion has come the explosion of comments, sentences, thoughts and ideas from my 2 year old. Up until last week he didnt say much but now he just talks from moment of wake up till moment of bed time with the exception of the occasional word or two in his sleep. I get exhausted by it. I try to harbor a house where everyone can talk especially when involving learning so I just get sick of words.

Last is I do enjoy late nights up with nothing but the slow churning and water sloshing of the washer the steady humming of the dryer and baskets full of clothes to be folded and the glimmering of the TV playing You've Got Mail on Lifetime or Oxygen.

The synthesis is nearly complete...