Yesterday, as I sat in my living room typing with laptop in hand, Bonehead happened to be home sick. With Smooch off at school and Critter busy napping, we had the living room to ourselves. And so we did what we do best- sit 6 feet apart from each other in a comfortable silence, using Google Chat as the need arose.
With the quiet opportunity, I attempted blogging, trying to create a sweet and thoughtful entry. For some reason I had a difficult time.
Why?
About one paragraph in, Bonehead decided to create a certain ambiance in the room. I spent the remainder of my blogging experience listening to his special serenade.
The remaining paragraphs from my previous blog entry were typed with the sound of lewd rap music blaring from his laptop speakers while he giggled like a school girl.
And that's your in depth look for today of what goes on behind the scenes of My Neurotic Spot. Stay tuned for future sneak peaks into our inner mechanisms.
With the quiet opportunity, I attempted blogging, trying to create a sweet and thoughtful entry. For some reason I had a difficult time.
Why?
About one paragraph in, Bonehead decided to create a certain ambiance in the room. I spent the remainder of my blogging experience listening to his special serenade.
The remaining paragraphs from my previous blog entry were typed with the sound of lewd rap music blaring from his laptop speakers while he giggled like a school girl.
And that's your in depth look for today of what goes on behind the scenes of My Neurotic Spot. Stay tuned for future sneak peaks into our inner mechanisms.
2 comments:
Sounds hauntingly similar to what goes on in my house when Tool Man and I are hanging out. We've had entire conversations over IM while sitting right next to each other on the couch!
I bet he killed more than your blogging mood.
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