Overall though it was a pretty good day. Nothing particularly interesting--oh, except for the one little boy that molested me. And I do mean MOLESTED. I mean, he was 3 so obviously he had no idea, but he seriously GRABBED my crotch. Wonderful. Embarrassing to be sure, but funny too. I kinda cracked up a little bit, because what else can you do? Oh, well. Need to rememeber that I'm not allowed to make as much magic in Pixie Hollow. Or at least, do it faster. Trick is, going fast without getting frustrated. Sometimes guests really piss me off. Like the one family that had six books....and then brought back not one but TWO others that they'd forgotten about. At different times. WHY is it necessary that every grubby kid has to have their OWN autograph book? You're going to go home and throw them in a drawer and forget all about them, so not only have you wasted my time and your money, you've killed a tree too. Congratulations. *sigh*
Came home, was going to play my video game, but it's too much effort to move the TV at the moment. (I moved it closer to my bed the night Tim came over.) Maybe do it tomorrow; think I'll just watch Narnia TLTWATW. Probably pass out during that too.