Yesterday my niece came to visit. Well, she brought my brother and sister-in-law as well, but really, who cares about seeing them. I got to see my niece walking for the first time. It wasn't her first time, it was my first time seeing her walking. And she was running. More like she was wobbling around like a drunk midget. I know, that's not politically correct. Who's to say midgets get drunk all the time right?

And everytime she would take a step up from the grass on to the wooden planks we have (aye matey! -- sounds like a pirate decor doesn't it?) she would say in her cute little baby voice (because she doesn't posess a cute old 75yr old voice just yet) "UP!" And we'd all yell "UP!" because apparently yawning, laughing, infectious diseases, and the word "UP!" are all contagious.

I didn't know that til yesterday.

So we're all yelling "UP!" at this poor child and she's giggling at us because she knows we look stupid. She knows. She's smarter than all of us. I'm sure of it.

Stupid Passport office. My passport expired and I had to get a new picture taken. The Passport office rejected my picture citing the reason as: "Too much glare." GLARE!? I had glare on my forehead? And they rejected me!? I had caked on the makeup so as to look pale and vampirish and now they say I was glare-ful? So I got a new picture taken (for free! We blamed the photo place and their poor usage of the digital camera) and then the Passport office called saying they had another problem with my application. It seems they were making a big stink over a little hyphen in my name. On many of my legal documents I don't have a hyphen, yet when I signed the application I put one.(I always sign my name with a hyphen to keep my first and middle name together for comfort purposes.) So here they were calling me saying my names didn't match. I PANICKED! I was thinking they had my application or picture mixed up with somebody else's...until they told me about their beef with the hyphen. A HYPHEN! So I ended up telling them to just knock it off my name. Bastards.

So anyway, my Passport arrived today and my mother says it looks like a beacon of light is shining on my forehead. But no matter, they accepted it so fuck it. My mother said I have to make sure I have a shiny forehead for the next 5 yrs(til it expires) so they'll recognize me. Har har har.

In other news -- my Norah jones tickets arrived today. WOO!