We're in the money

Okay, not really. But my credit card isn't dead, as previously thought. So, if I want to eat, I can. Parents'll be up on Saturday to bring up my desk and dresser and take home my clothes and some of my room decorations. Need to bag up all my hangers, throw away or file a bunch of papers and random trash...write out a schedule for cleaning and packing for next week. And I see that my previous post didn't, um, post, but it wasn't anything big. I banged my foot up and I thought it was falling off. It didn't. It's still attached. Mike put me to work on his I-Core case today (those business kids are hardcore...I know we all give 'em hell for doing nothing, but holy hell. They bust their asses for this) because I know things about Magical Realism. So hopefully I gave them the help they need. I can do some more research if need be, and maybe buy some books, under the guise of assisting in research of course :)

Pressing question: Who was the mother of Bowser's children? I maintain that there must be a Mrs. Bowser somewhere. I just don't buy that he crossbred with a KoopaTroopa. The kids look too much like him. But where is she?