I dropped off Rachel at school this morning, came home, and emptied and re-filled the dishwasher. I got myself some breakfast while Sela wailed for me to feed her too. I got her latched on, drank my vanilla soy milk, ate two pieces of raisin toast, and started doing my web-surfing ritual. Sela fell asleep. Then it dawned on me that I was chanting "jellyfishing, jellyfishing, jellyfishing," a la Spongebob Squarepants, in tune with the rinse cycle of the dishwasher. Because that's what it sounds like.
If you find my senses, please return them to me. Thanks.
Skip to 1:23. It's the only one I could find.