incorrigible you are

DQ yesterday said she asked her MVC director if she knew me because "you guys have so much in common." Of course the director said no, and DQ went on puzzling over this because to her, two people so much alike really should know each other. The funny part is when she came up with this revision to her theory:

"But I was really wrong! I just found out that she's got a DARK SIDE!"

Funny because 1) I don't? ... Muaha! and 2) the director showed her "DARK SIDE" to DQ when I was 16 minutes past the clock to pick her up from MVC. I pointed out to DQ that Darth Gloria was supposed to punch out 16 minutes before I got there, so the grumpiness was justified. But to DQ's way of thinking, what on earth did that have to do with her? Adults are supposed to love kids - no ifs, ands or late fees about it. And certainly no 5:46 p.m. swear words when it's your lame-o babysitter's fault you're still hanging around in the first place.

My email is being flooded (perhaps I shouldn't use that word) with updated listings that match my criteria ... I want to start test driving some homes NOW. ... Remember how I went car shopping? "I want the silver one with the deep cupholders. It goes fast."