Cranky.

[kiya]

Cranky cranky cranky cranky cranky.

Depression is such a fucking pain. Though I got angry enough at the world to go and rearrange a chunk of the living room that had been annoying me, so I did what Dad calls "finding the floor".

Just angry. Useless. Should probably actually grind the financial details for the business so I know exactly what I need, too. Meh.

Helping arawen with woodstuff today, in theory; in practice I seem to have been told to mind his tea and keep him company when getting food.

On a more amusing note:
Whitney says, "I have determined that if any offspring of mine desires the sneakers with obnoxiously flashy lights in them, I will inform them that I don't think that that is worth the loss of the ability to properly sneak up on their enemies."
Whitney says, "[lstone] would be pleased with my refusal to let my children gratuitously discard the option of a career choice in ninjing."
Otto [blacktarrant] giggles.
Whitney says, "(When [arawen] and I got to the grocery store, the people entering immediately before us had two small children with blinkyshoes.)"

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[tiger-spot.livejournal.com]

(Actually, I'm told that people did use to make them, and the companies who made them quit making adult-sized ones because gang members were using them as identification. q: )

But then you've got a guaranteed market! Why would you stop selling them?!

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[leanne-opaskar.livejournal.com]

Well, you see .... it makes it lots easier for the police to follow the gangsters when they have flashing feet. ^_^;

They stopped buying them, so the market dropped out.