cralled up the freeway last night to get to my house just in time to take the youngest son to his robotics meeting. (im coach) came home ate a late family dinner that my oldest son cooked and got ready for bed. went downstairs to call the gf and she nattered on and on about the stupidest shit i finally interupted her and told her i was giong to bed.

after getting the cat bathed and setting off cans of poison in the house we still have fleas in the basement lots of them they swarmed on me when i sat still for a few minuits too bad they cant kill you just make you miserable.

BASTARD