Lamewad with a brain freeze.

Crazyman has been possessed by the spirit of Stuart. Which has really made vacation super enjoyable.

"Do you want breakfast?"

"Nooooooo."

"Can we change your diaper?"

"eeeeeeehhhhhhh"

"Can I throw you to the sharks?"

"Noooooo, let me do it!"

I have fantasized about throwing myself off our balcony just enough times to be considered really unhealthy.

He has yanked pictures off the walls, pulled drawers out onto the floor, thrown his sippy cup at the blinds, broken the latch on the entertainment center, taken the Playstation apart and nearly put it back together again.

Nearly.

He's so bored inside the condo he just walks around swinging his arm back and forth looking for the next thing to fuck with. Mostly, he just makes sport out of carrying my laptop around using only one hand, over the tile floor.

His sister has created her own entertainment by making sure we know that this entire thing is just so incredibly stupid and I, most certainly, am a complete lamewad.

The good news is that despite my lamewaddiness, I found a place across the street that has giant wine freeze slushies. I bought the cup and have unlimited refills.

Ooooh, I have to run. The bathroom just opened up. I've got to use my 5 alotted minutes wisely.

PS - the guys are at Home Depot getting a new ceiling tile. I might have been air punching a little too emphatically during a wine induced brain freeze.