And I miss her...

I had a great couple of days with my family. No homework, just some carpentry and lots of rain. My wife was nice for most of the time, considering that she has a stomach infection and she can't scream as loud as she ussually does. My kids are sick too, but that won't stop their never ending quest to become proud followers of Dennys The Menace. I could not believe it, but I found jello in my sock drawer, amongst other things. The problem, I think, is that they have been indoors for a long time. I plan to take them to the movies to see that new "Iron Man" movie. I am proud to say, the Spanish language version of the trailers is written by me. Now I can really say that I have a job in Hollywood and everybody will see it. I just wish I had the time to keep writing, and a USB memory that works on Windows 98.

On Saturday, if everything goes exactly as I don't want to, I'll be working either with my father in law or the youngest of my moronic in-laws, cleaning the guts of an industrial complex. I hate the very idea to cram myself on a tube in order to remove goo and industrial waste, but I guess I have to do it in order to keep things cool with my wife. She's planning to open her own bussiness of the sort, and I'll be damned if I let her do it on her own. I am already severly in debt thanks to her lack of planning and love to spend money I don't make, and I don't want to let her screw me even more.