B1 and B2

B1 has turned 3. He's a fairly typical toddler I guess. His speech isn't the best -- not clear at all. He makes up for it with an uncanny ability to notice and remember things. The midget on the other hand speaks quite well for a 2 year old. Won't be long until his speech is better than his brother's. They are both cute, but fuck we're over listening to tantrums -- from all 3 of them.

OMG!

What manner of arrogance lead me to believe that if I bred with a reasonably intelligent man, I'd produce an offspring who was smarter than the average dipshit? Or is it simply that the average moron is so profoundly retarded?

It has finally happened

I needed to look at my laptop to work out what day of the week it was today.

I have fought valiantly, but this day marks the beginning of endless monotony, when all the days roll into one enormously long one.

God help me.