Just to let all of Ameloblast’s friends know. He is undergoing an attitude adjustment. He won’t be coming out to play for a while…

From the only computer in the house, our laptop in the kitchen, sounds of typing can be heard. It’s me blogging.

The Girl: You’ve been on there long enough. Can you get off?

Me: I’m not done yet.

The Girl: You are done. I need to check The facebook.

Me: *The* facebook?

The Girl: Yeah, shut up. Get off.

Me: But you don’t even check your email regularly.

The Girl: The facebook has more to it. I like the pictures and stuff.

Me: But you haven’t seen or spoken to some of those “friends” in years.

The Girl: Well you’re always on it too! Are you off yet?

Me: Uh. Yeah. There you go.

The Girl, waiting and waiting for facebook to load up: This is so fucking slow. This dial-up shit.

Me: Well you said I’m on the internet too much and high-speed would make me spend even more time on it.

The Girl: Oh look, my mother’s co-worker’s husband’s wife’s friend sent a friend request…

Me: Wouldn’t that make them your mother?

The Girl: I can’t concentrate on The facebook while you’re talking to me.

Me, off to watch The television while she does The facebook.