Feb. 22nd, 2002

He had to be at school for a meeting, and his nose started bleeding. So he started running around screaming and yelling about how he wouldn't be able to go to the meeting. He still had at least 45 minutes at this point; eventually mom and I got him to realize that not being so excited would be a good way to slow down the bleed. So he was still running around screaming, just not as loudly.

Every five seconds he'd start whipping his head around and whining about how he'd be late again, and I'd remind him that that wasn't helping any. He'd apologize and then go right back to doing it.

Then he tried to eat breakfast while his nose was still going. And to pour the milk on his cereal, he leaned his head waaaaay back.

"Don't lean your head back," I told him, because if you lean your head back your tummy can fill with blood and then you puke and I knew he wouldn't want to puke. He ignored me. "Don't lean your head back!" He glared at me and went back to the milk. "DON'T LEAN YOUR HEAD BACK!"

"I HAVE TO!!!!" he (very very literally) shrieked at me.

You can actually cause your nose to bleed if you just scream energetically enough, you know. And what if you already have a nosebleed? Heh. I've never experienced the results of such, but I'm willing to bet that now boy has.

So I smacked him and told him "no breakfast for you!" and made him go sit down and be calm instead of rushing around trying to get ready while simultaneously yelling about how he'd be late. He got upset with me for that (his nose is still going all the while, keep in mind, and getting upset is a good way to make it worse!), and then I got upset, and yelled some stuff at him, culminating in the following:

"I know I'm MEAN and I'm EVIL and I'm CRUEL, but I am TRYING to keep you from BLEEDING TO DEATH. I'm SORRY."

And then I turned on my heel and went back into my room.

Heh. My brother's an idiot.

Heeee....

Feb. 22nd, 2002 02:39 pm
I just wrote this poem on Brian's LJ. Here, I'll share it with you.

Monkey
Moooooo
Murble?

Three blind sporks
And
Some more sporks
That aren't blind
Yell

At
Nobody in particular
To
Stop throwing rocks.

Isn't it a nice poem? Methinks I'll call it "I think you're on ants."
http://napoleon.xidus.net/test/the_great_mayo_v3.zip

It no longer crashes after the 61st question. Also, the mayo is now colored.

If I try to change anything else about it... kick me.

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