Right Brain, Left Brain, Tic-Tac-Toe

RB: The kids have really messed up the living room walls. I think there’s even a game of tic-tac-toe behind that sofa…

LB: Eh- You could be dying, why should you care about what the house looks like?

RB: Just because I could be dying doesn’t mean I need to die in squalor.

LB: You’ll be dead, how will you know if it’s squalor?…

On a side note…

I’m definitely getting carpal tunnel in my left hand. Which makes typing very hard. Khalid’s old school (which we left because of it’s C- average as an educational institution) has a place for him. Which is far, far, better than nothing, Alhamdulillah. Tomorrow I go to meet the principal, InshaAllah. Alhamdulillah. 🙂 In the mean…

Sleep Deprivation = Insomnia?

Alhadulillah, Alhamdulillah, Khalid is asleep. He’s been asleep since 10:15 (it’s 1 am now) and he’s woken up about five times since then (don’t ask, God knows why) and this is the point where you scream at me and ask WHY THE HECK AREN’T YOU SLEEPING TOO!? Umm. Well. I can’t sleep. I’ve been having…

heh.

LB: Gaaaah! RB: Wheeee! LB: Wait, let’s try that again. RB: Ok. Ready, count of three. One, two- LB: WHEE! RB: GAAAH! LB: This isn’t working. RB: Wait, are we excited or are we stressed out? I can’t remember. LB: Well we’re obviously excited. Lookit the stupid grin on the face. You see that? That’s…

Guest Post Series: Owlie

This is Owl pretending to be Abez. It was her idea. I wash my hands of all responsibility from this point on. For her take on me, stop by my blog at www.degrouchyowl.blogspot.com. Left Brain – Right Brain LB: Pst! Is she gone? RB: Are you kidding me, is she ever here? I mean, ALL…

RB: psst, you still awake? LB: yeah, somewhat. What’s up? RB: Did you see the MRI report? LB: Yeah… RB: Good thing it came out normal, otherwise we might have been in big trouble… LB: Trouble? What do you mean? RB: Ever hear the term ‘partial lobotomy?’ LB: Oi! Don’t say the ‘L’ word! This…

ex-post-facto

(I typed this blog last night and then ran out of internet hours, so now it’s being posted after the fact, ex-post-facto, har har! -ahem- Ok, moving on…) LB: I’m tired. RB: Me too. LB: Let’s go to bed. RB: Ok. LB: … RB: … LB: I thought we were going to bed. RB: I…

Left Brain: Look, it’s 3:15 am. Why are we up again? Right Brain: Up again? I wasn’t sure we had been up before. Left Brain: Me neither. What’s there to eat in this place anyway? RB: Wonton Soup. But they’re not wontons, and it isn’t really soup. LB: Then why are you calling it wonton…

Left Brain: It’s 1 am again. Right Brain: Yep. Same time as yesterday. LB: That makes today Friday already. RB: Yep. Happens every week. LB: You know what that means, don’t you? RB: That we know the days of the week? LB: No, it means that we haven’t showered in three days. RB: So what?…

The Importance of Praying Early A one-act play by Sensei Left Brain: It’s 1:30 am. Right Brain: What’s your point. LB: Aren’t we tired? RB: Yep. LB: Then we should go to bed. RB: Can’t, we haven’t prayed Isha yet. LB: Then why not pray Isha already? RB: Can’t. Too tired to get out of…

Sensei’s blogging at 3 am again. Left Brain: Are we not asleep yet? Right Brain: You’re asking me? You’re the one who approved that last cup of chai. We’ve had enough chai to kill a horse. :::pause::: LB: I like horses. RB: Me too. LB: Do horses like chai? ::::pause::: RB: We’ll have to find…