KYLIE: Not many people want them, I think.
λ: But she is not fair. Some people do not get any allergies at all, and some people get lots and lots.
KYLIE: Maybe the allergy fairy is a drunkard. She weaves in the air when she is flying and so lots of allergies fall out of her basket in some places and then none at all in others.
λ: I think that makes lots of sense.
KYLIE AND λ: ::pause::
KYLIE AND λ: ::burst out laughing::*
My poor girl is sick, though, and not just with allergies. We went to a Chinese place in Harvard Square for lunch, and the fried rice tasted amazing and then made both of us very sick. I threw it up and felt better, because I throw up all the time, thanks to medications. But λ doesn't throw up, apparently, and so she is still miserable. I went out to get her Pepto-Bismol and came back with saltines, Diet Coke, chicken soup, white bread for cinnamon toast, and popsicles... and no Pepto-Bismol. I am really not very good at this life thing at all.
Breaking etymologico-grammatical** debate, here: when you say "lots", what kind of lots does that mean? λ said I was writing lots, and I said I wasn't writing that many lots, and she said that only makes sense if you are talking about auctions or property, and I said, well, what kind of lots are they if they aren't those kind of lots? It's a strange word. I want to know more about it.
But maybe I should write fewer lots.
A lot*** has been going on, actually, but it's kind of strange and will take a long time to write about, so I think I'll leave it for tomorrow morning. But... hmm. Life is an interesting thing, sometimes.
I go forth to the land of Nod.****
*Any time you guys want to stop hearing about pointless bits of girlfriend dialogue, you know, feel free to give me a shout.1
**I like making up words. ::defiantly:: Lots. But if you are really really going to insist, I suppose you can pretend that says etymological/grammatical. I mean, if you are boring and whatnot.
***See? You can have one lot! And it is in the same sense as the lots referenced above! I win.
****That does mean the land of sleep, right? My juvenile literary references get confused when I am tired and still a little bit sick.
1On my comments page. Even an email'd do it in a pinch.i
iI like footnotes.