I admit I weakened and posted a polite correction in the Vampire-People-hater's post about 'plagiarism' because, seriously, that's not a term you should throw about spuriously or stupidly (in his case). Feh.
Also, I'm kind of pleased that bt's couples therapist was in that NYTimes article, because from what he said here about the experience, s/he was very helpful in a sad circumstance.
OK, so my stupid stomach decided to start growling at 10:15, and I have a meeting at 11 which I'm now going to go to with ham breath.
Great.
Oh, man, food. We're kind of having a constant stream of houseguests lately, and I'm about ready to start labeling the tupperware in the refrigerator with verboten signs. I had a lunch all ready to bring today! But someone eated it. And since I'm not on Ambien, I'm pretty sure it wasn't me.
I'm about ready to start labeling the tupperware in the refrigerator with verboten signs.
Better yet, get some biohazard stickers.
I admit I weakened and posted a polite correction in the Vampire-People-hater's post about 'plagiarism' because, seriously, that's not a term you should throw about spuriously or stupidly (in his case). Feh.
Man, that guy is a douche.
I'm about ready to start labeling the tupperware in the refrigerator with verboten signs.
Label all of your tupperware with your name. Then put a sign on the fridge saying,
"One
of my tupperware containers has ExLax mixed in with the food. I'm not saying which."
You probably don't even need to add the ExLax...
While I appreciate the fact that apparently my cooking is nom-nom-nom-tastic, I'm having weird flashbacks to when I was still living with my parents and my mom and I would hide food from my dad, because otherwise he'd hoover it up in the middle of the night and ruin our meal plans.
I have to say that is why I was attracted to theatre- the sort of religion to it. But I am not gay. I think it just may explain (partially) why people outside the social norm are attracted to theatre-- although I think a bigger reason is that theatre for young people is very welcoming. Theatre for adults can tend to be really gossipy/backbitey in my experience, though.
My family is full of clergy, teachers, and performers.
I think its a lot of the same impulses and abilities expressed in different ways.
Am I weird for keeping a running mental inventory of the contents of my refrigerator and pantry?
Or, actually -- I guess I think a lot in terms of lists and inventory, and this is why I get irritated when people consume or move something I expect to be there.
Not an earth-shattering-kaboom level of irritation, but it's definitely, "Dude, you're fucking with my flow!"