After a hiatus of nearly three weeks, imagine my surprise when the human pet actually allowed me use of the computer. Between her Mafia Wars, Vampire Wars, and Farmville addictions - let's not forget the imperative need to be on top of the leaderboard in Bejeweled Blitz - she was compelled to let me write. Why the sudden release on her vice grip of my freedom, authorizing me contact with the people who care if I live or die?
I present the following:
I am missing Zeus Excuse.
Always know that I love you.
MomOh, human pseudo-grandma pet, I love you. Thank you for giving my pet a swift kick in the digital ass to allow me to finally return to typing. I should look to you more often in the future when such occurrences happen.
Let that be a lesson to you, readers: When all else fails, get your grandma involved to solve your problem. Who can ignore their mystical powers of persuasion? Clearly, they are uber powerful.