Still dialing up.

It still sucks.

But on the other hand, my aunt got a kitten, which is cute, and my cousins got a puppy, which is cute, and my mother got a cosmopolitan, which is mighty tasty. The kitten is very small, at only six weeks, and is pretty much hand-sized. Normal people hands, I mean; my tremendous meat hooks are the size of a small child, and can coccoon her completely. The puppy is teething age, and likes little more than chewing on the aforementioned tremendous meat hooks. Also, any other part of my body he can reach... I fight a never-ending battle to keep him away from my face and genitals. The cosmo is rather old, but gained popularity after HBO's 'Sex and the City', starring Sarah Jessica Parker. Meat-hooks have no relevance to it, but it is made of vodka and cranberry juice, and is a lovely shade of pink that compliments my shirt and toenails, as well as the color my hair used to be. And might just be again, after I'm done with this freakin' movie.

Okay, I feel guilty staying on too long, because this costs Nana money. Toodle-oodle poodles.