snagged from  na_no_nai because I'm supposed to be unstuck from the writer's block o' carpenter's glue thing but no, I'm not.


oh, and Asher held the door open for another old lady today and she tried to give him a dollar and he refused it. I was so proud. "You are raising a good boy there," she said. I was so happy. I have a gentlemanly little son who is nice to little old ladies.