it's official: i am a complete wreck today. exhausted from running an animal hospital at home, getting no sleep..... i have been a complete loon at work today. and it doesn't help that my little friend here is feeding my obsession with discussing "the facts of life". sadly we are discussing the horrible sitcom and not actually talking about sex. which makes us insane.

we are so obsessed about facts of life and making so many jokes and scenarios. he was talking about a japanese kubuki theater (NOH) doing a version of the show and i almost lost my mind.

kablooie_ranks: btw, NOH Facts of Life would be the funniest thing ever

kablooie_ranks: [a white-faced man in a Blair wig and a smear of bright-red lipstick crab-walks onto the stage.]

tootie: stop!

kablooie_ranks: [He is wearing a black and white kimono with a beige sweater vest draped over it]

tootie: it's too much!

tootie: the crab walk is killing me

tootie: i need to start wearing kubuki makeup.

tootie: like diana vreeland used to

kablooie_ranks: ["Blair" stairs at the audience while in a low, wide stance to a clatter of Japanese cymbals]

kablooie_ranks: "GARRETTO!" he blares. An atonal cacaphony of koto strings resounds.

tootie: there's something very wrong with us

last night i saw a description for a law and order SVU episode that is the craziest thing i have ever seen. "detectives discover a baby's finger in a rape victim's purse." that is nuts, but make me feel so much better about my own life.

on a final random note, griffin is doing pretty well with the ear, except for excessive head shaking. so he'll be on sedatives for a few more days. he's such a spaz. he runs into me constantly, as well as every fence on tree in the yard. the cone is so dented, it looks like it's been run over by a train!