Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Kill Me Now

I'm driving along with the cricket bleating at me. I can think of no other form of torture. It's possibly the most boring thing on the planet. When I'm ruling the world, there will be no damned cricket.

And why am I listening? Because the kid has been storming around the house in tantrum mode all morning. He wants to sit at home, locked inside, watching the cricket.

Yes; that is considered a holiday; stuff everyone else. The Moodle has said 'no TV in the day, but doesn't have the brains to stick to it. Once again the kid learns that all he has to do is say 'no' and ignore him.

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