Thursday... why aren't you Friday?????

Another Thursday of servitude...

Oh yea, you thought the Dimwit wasn't coming back this week, but he retains the right to lie about his future blogging or lack thereof. Call it "Creative License"... or something like that...

In the flood of response to his request for nicknames for the girlfriend (i.e. one comment from Cortico...) a suitable name has been established: Hotwit. The Dimwit is glad to report that this was agreed upon with absolutely no violence whatsoever. It was a much welcomed change of pace...

Although, in respect to fairness of reporting, the Dimwit must relay the following approximate exchange, which occured at aabout 2:30am yesterday morning...

Dimwit: (pulling and adjusting his pillow... but his head is still on it, so thus it never moves, hand loses grip and whacks the Hotwit directly in the face, whilst sleeping)... oops...
Hotwit: (groggy) It's ok... zzzz.....
Dimwit: *snicker*.... zzzz....

The Dimwit does not condone domestic (or non-domestic) violence of any kind... but in light of the string of events, it was pretty funny that he got away with a smack in the face with nothing more than a "It's ok..."

The Dimwit is convinced that the Hotwit is definitely plotting her revenge... and he doesn't realy blame her...