Ihr wisst ja: ich bin schon tot."Also... ich gehe durch das Tor, lebe meine Phantasien aus und dann kannich meine Familie sehen und das Universum erku...nden?" Im Gro?en und Ganzen: Ja." Und wenn ich Fragen habe, kommst du wieder?" Ja" Ok." Ich erhebe mich."Dann schmei? das Tor mal an. Ich guck mir das mal an und dann entscheideich, was ich davon halte." Du musst noch..." Gelber Button." Ok. Dann willkommen im Abenteuer."Ich schreite auf das Tor zu. Die blaue Iris erinnert mich an das Meer undden. The next day I began working. I started to vacuuming in Chris’s room. I pulled out a shoe box under his bed so I could vacuum under it. I accidently knocked the lid over and there was a magazine in the box. Playboy? Never heard of it. I opened it up and saw a bunch of centerfolds of naked women. I laughed and put the boy’s belongings back in the box, and continued my work. Later that day the kids came home from there last day of school when I caught Chris picking on his sister. Punching her in. "Reluctantly, she dialed the number.She had him answer the door. She wasn't leaving the phone. Bob didn't mind. He wouldn't let her dial more than two digits anyway.The woman at the door was carrying a baby carrier. She also bore a large bag, easily identified as a diaper bag. This woman evidently was using disposable diapers. Bob refrained from his environmentalist reaction to the disposables.The child, sound asleep, bore the same striking resemblance of all babies to cherubs. Finally. I won't wear it in the house of course, but now I can go to the park with everyone; that is if my course work doesn't get any more difficult!Of course I'm not complaining about the course work. If swimming a mile every day is required to get to the point where I'm not limited by what an AI thinks I should know then that is what I will do! Mostly now it is learning maths from the most basic upward. Luckily 1+1=2 is still the basis for maths so far as I can tell... :) I shan't bore you with what.