Has winter taken its toll on my dear J? He is furiously writing a new Star Wars movie script and seems not to understand the concept of printing a single copy. ON the color printer. How much blank ink/money is in that pile, I ask you? Why the all-black background on every honking page?
I chastised him a bit, because really, and I think he tried to pretend like this patchwork, kidnapper thing was his plan all along.
It looks like the Unabomber lives in my basement. AND we are sure to have a snow day tomorrow (thanks a lot, pending March snow) and there is no school on Friday. And then it’s the weekend! I can’t.