Feb. 25th, 2006

I'm hot and sweaty

Feb. 25th, 2006 09:58 pm
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And not in a good way!

Being in dutiful sister and loving aunt that I am, babysat for the two children, Shvo (a big boy) and Libby (the baby). Since the 'rents went to an event and said that I should call them liberally. Yeah.

Things were going pretty well until around 07:30, which was when Libby woke up (right when Shvo and I were bonding over pizza. A great way to bond with a three year old BTW).
At first she was okay - a-gooing and cooing to herself.

Things went from cranky to right out bawling after wards, nothing I did could calm her down, I changed her, I fed her (which she didn't not want for some reason, she only drank half a bottle) and began to phone Jade and Rami quite frantically.

Did they answer?
What do you think?

They came home about ten minutes ago, extremely apologetic to find baby quite content (in cannibalizing me again) in my arms.
Apology accepted of course.

That doesn't make me any less pissed off... okay, less that I don't have a bawling baby any more, but they said they'd make it up to me.
Yes, I think missing seven phone calls warrants some making up.

Libby, may have been a nightmare, but Shvo was a dream, he was such a good boy, I promised him two stories from his parents when they came home :)

It's over and I'm tired.

I can't believe they don't serve alcohol to people under 21, America is sometimes extremely fucked up!
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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