Normal In The Eye

White Girl Problem #1: I am sitting awkwardly in my spinny desk chair, leaning far back enough that a sneeze could send my limbs fleeing to the hills. The armrests are too high, so the computer is wedged between ribs and is burning my thighs. High armrests also mean that funny little dinosaur arm movements are in order. Also, if I relax my head from atteeeeeen-SHUN position, eight hundred chins appear and eyes must do shifty drug-dealer movements to see the screen. Yet I shall work through it, as supreme laziness outweighs major discomfort, which every teenager will know.

Since the New Years rant, my family have invaded. Don't get me wrong - it is a wonderful kind of invasion because they are mad and wildly emotional. Just heard a loud scream from Crazy Cousin Number One, and didn't even flinch because my house has been flooded with such a level of insanity that I wouldn't know normal if it hit me in the eye. *
In other but related news, family now includes a small person. Said small person has only been on the planet for ten months, but seems to have life figured out. She yells when hungry, tired, uncomfortable or plain bored, dances when she hears music, and has discovered that if she gazes at the camera with her big blue eyes while grinning and holding her baby finger up to the corner of her mouth, all otherwise-sensible adults will melt and become incoherent. She can crawl and sometimes just collapses on your chest and sighs into her little fat tummy and really, that is all you need in life.

I do have a post entitled WOODFORD which shall appear soon, when I have uploaded my photos and videos. Yes, I know I am slow. Mleagh.

(* Just now found out that bloodcurdling scream was due to spider terrorist in the bathroom. Being bold and fearless, I fetched my cousin's glasses from there as she cowered in my room, and I have to say that while the terrorist was ballsy and orange, it wasn't ginormous.)

I have recently downloaded a few old 30s albums from Doris Day, very beautiful and relaxing to listen to.

Takes me back to a different era.

I wish for you that normal never hits you in the eye. Pip pip.