I have everything and nothing to post. Because this space was always supposed to be for whatever bad thing I wanted to type, I'm just going to go.

I came in here and turned on the computer because I can't get anything done while The Bug screams. And even though I went in there several times, he still screamed every time I left. The second nap of the day is always a fucking pain in the ass. He's changed, fed, nursed, he's falling asleep in my lap, I put him down, and he starts screaming. But this time, his grandfather was home, also trying to sleep, and after ten minutes of straight screaming, grandpa came to the rescue, and now they're having a lovely conversation in the next room about the dog.

What a callous failure I must look like, letting my kid shriek while I type on the computer. God dammit.