Where's That Blogger?

So, Kalee confessed to me late last week that she just can't keep up with blogging, because she is spending too much time... micro-blogging.

It's true. For every minute I used to spend playing games like W.o.W., Kalee spends an hour furiously facebooking away, dropping critically acclaimed comments the latest post about visiting the "State of Chicago" and giving her peeps a tweet-out on just how great that bowl of Cheerios was. (Peeps, tweet, it's almost Easter, umm num num, sugar coated marshmallow)

OK, I'm probably exaggerating. I'm probably the last person I know without a Facespace or Mybook page. But it's a point of pride. I let my buddie (as in Lee) Brian know that "i wnt gnna get no fb acct i ant no 12 yo grl".

Anyway, I probably should get a facebook.com account, so I can finally get friend-ed. No one knows how lonely I've been lately without every one I know relating back their thoughs on the status of my last trip to the restroom.

So, in other news, Molly has determined that she has an opinion. I was hoping for a slightly longer span, but I suppose I'll be able to work through the next 22 years and 3 months till she's an almost normal human (Molly's nine months, do the math :). Kalee is now asking Marcus to tell me when he has poopie in his pants. He lets us both know that "I'm the boss here!" And finally, Kalee picked me up a bunny suit for Valentines day. You might get a picture if you're lucky!