the report is there is nothing to report

I have been falling through this week - not terribly busy at work until yesterday afternoon, when the contractors from Utah started relabeling our collection into LC and my boss started freaking out, but not having anything interesting sparking in my head as a form of procrastination. I'm tired a lot - I've been sleeping poorly, falling asleep at 8:30 while mr. flea reads to the Fuss and then restless and wakeful from 2am on. I've probably been up before 5 every day this week. Minor sore back from uncomfortable sleeping positions. Need to start stretching - I have a yoga tape but a broken VCR, and a functional DVD player but no yoga DVD. Have missed most of the Olympics; why can't they have a 6-8pm broadcast for the tiny kiddies and the exhausted?

It will be drear and cold again this weekend, and mr. flea is banging out a paper for Monday so will be working lots. (Paper is for a cool conference in Montreal, where we have family and I've never been, but we can't afford to all go and it's in June, anyway, when I will be built like a bus and disallowed from travel.)

things Casper said today

"STOP HOLDING MY HAND! You're going to make me *serious*!"

This was on the walk home from the bus/Bataan Death March. I need a new plan, as I can't carry her any more and she won't walk at a pace fast enough to get us the two blocks in less than about an hour. I also can't sit down and sob and can't smack her about the head, both of which I wanted to do today. What I actually did was alternate between carrying her like a sack of potatoes and basically dragging her by the hand. Of course, as you may have gathered, we were in a hurry to get home today as I had a haircut appointment. (The "serious" part comes from Mommy's Getting Angry Time, which tends to sound like, "Casper. Listen to your Mommy. I am serious." And is, sadly, fairly useless. I keep trying to develop my Miss Manners Glare of Doom but I don't seem to have it down yet.)

Funny thing two was uttered in the car, as a motorcycle passed:
"That is the strangest car I've ever seen."