Hey, ho, let's go.

Sooooo, it's another Monday. If you've all been awaiting Angela's return, she is back. Angela, do you have anything to say about your summer?
AH: No.
KC: Why not?
AH: Oh that? (turns back to reading manuscript.)

Such a sad day when the innocent become jaded. Had to take the child to a birthday party over the weekend. It was OK. Spent the entire day yesterday cleaning the house, and that sucked in a major way. I hate cleaning, but I hate a dirty house even more. The husband is home sick right now. I think he's really just playing hooky. Actually, he probably took off sick to watch the Republican convention. Ha, ha. (Private joke to myself.) I don't really have anything to say, which really is saying something.