OK, it's 11:30 and past my bedtime. Small fry was fed at 10pm and is currently being bounced by my right foot in the hopes that he'll stop squeaking and drift off. I read through my emails and thought of something witty to blog about. And, honest to God, by the time I actually pull up my blog page to write it down...it's gone. No clue what that witty thing was. It's not like it takes more than 30 seconds to get to where I can write this thing.
How pathetic. I'm going to bed.