Scaling Heaven, part six....

...it rhymes!
Sorry. Feelin' a little punchy. Heh.

Went out to stores *three times* today. OMG. I despise shopping at the best of times. Shopping *now*, when everyone is running around like weasles on crack? The absolute worst. Jayzus.

And why, why, why do people who apparently can't read, can't open plastic bags, and can't *touch the right button on the touch screen* use the self-serve checkouts? And when the sign says 'Express - 20 items only', why do they go up there with a *loaded cart* and start fumbling around??

*sporks them mercilessly*

Thanks for adding *twenty minutes* to the hell of my shopping day!
The reason i use the self-checkout is so i don't have to be social and talk to anybody! When you're trapped in neverending lines, it's inevitable that some doofus will *talk to you*!!

*sporks everyone*
*except my flist*
*ahem*

Anyway. A nice dinner at my mother in law's house this evening that my sister in law prepared. She really, really, really needs a vacation. Anybody wanna give a single mother of four a break?
*pets sister in law, who is *losin' it*, slowly but surely*


On to the fic! Many hugs and thanks to reremouse, as always, for beta-ing and reading over and in general being utterly honest. *smooch*
Previous parts are here.




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