I feel my name is supportably NPRed, although I could never compete with the euphonia of Kojo Nnamdi.

This is a Stroop test, used to measure attention and distractability

That makes sense.

Timelies,

Gronk. Is a full night's sleep this week too much to ask? And I can't even sleep in tomorrow, as I have to get up early to take my car in to the shop. There's a knocking noise whenever I make a right hand turn and my brakes are acting funky. (Sometimes my car will twitch at a stop light unless I push the pedal down as hard as I can.)

That church thing is ridiculous, Gud.

This is why cats are so much cooler than dogs.

I know I'll be first against the wall (okay, second if Hec's around) when the cat revolution happens, but still...y'all just know the wrong dogs.

Cats don't need a revolution -- they are already in charge.

they are already in charge.

Of you. I still choose to maintain a pocket of resistance.

My guess is the dogs will be first up against the wall when the cat revolution comes.

Yes! You are all pawns to the frontline of the feline domination assault forces.

They still don't have opposable thumbs. And they cuddle nice.

The Bf and I have NPR names, due ot the un-yoooo-sual names of all NPR correspondents.

Hee. Quite a few of the newcasters locally where I grew up had latin names that they'd pronounce in a typical southern NM spanish style= reallyfastruntogether. There were a couple that I couldn't figure out where the different names were until I could read.

My guess is the dogs will be first up against the wall when the cat revolution comes.

Nuh-uh. Vacuum cleaners.

I remember being dumbfounded to discover that John Ydstie was spelled that way. I have been listening to that guy for years! How did I not know he was among the funny-named!! As a side note, I never had any idea Sarah Chayes was not Sarah Chase with an incredibly dramatic streak, the way she pronounces her last name. Then I saw her profiled on TV (she does international NGO stuff now), and they spelled her name onscreen, and I felt bad about mocking her name-pronunciation.

Then again, NPR also gave us (and then cruelly took away) Bob Edwards.

Okay, I've given up on getting a shower before work, but now Overnight Guest is blow drying her hair, and has been for the last ten minutes. It's fucking dry already! Also, apparently she hasn't been in there all this time, just left the light on so she could go back and forth.

I should mention that there are a couple components of this problem that have nothing to do with the roommate -- the fact that his room, with relatively thin walls, is between the living room and my room means that I can't get away from hearing him; and the fact that there's a window between the kitchen and bathroom means that I'm really never quite comfortable using the bathroom when there's somebody in the kitchen. Which is to say that he and his friends stand a fair chance of bothering me no matter where they are. I don't actually blame them for that -- it's just that I'm a sedentary solitary person, and would prefer to deal with other people as little as possible, and here are... other people. Constantly, and unpredictably.

You need to deep freeze him so he's uncomfortable in public spaces. No, it's not nice, but it can be extremely effective.

I think that's what I'm doing. Not intentionally, just that he comes in and starts making small talk while I'm on the computer. Um. Hi, guy, but... busy.

I do wish he could keep his more drunken guests in his room, though. Yes, hello, lovely to see you -- I DON'T CARE. I don't care how drunk you are, or how you got that drunk, or which glass you shouldn't have had, or what TV shows you like, or ANYTHING. You're not my guest. Go away.