Sophia, screaming fits over Russian Hogweed? I did not even know what that was.

I was a nervous child, with a nervous mother, and my grandmother was prone to saying things like "Don't blow your nose to hard, or you will get a "mastoid" and you will have to shave your head and get an operation like your aunt gail", which resulted in me not learning to blow my nose until I was a teenager.

There was some of the Russian Hogweed growing in our town park, and some kids had made blow-guns from the stems, and were accidentally poisoned (but ended up being fine.

My grandmother told me not to go near it or I would get a rash in my throat, which would swell up and I would die.

You can see where this is going...

I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."

Heh. Yes, you should do that.

Oooh, or is there a semi-appropriate trope on TV Tropes that can be edited to included "pseudicide = pulling a Fast Eddie"? Because that would be even funnier.

The only real phobia I have is my face being under water or water falling on my face. I've never learned to swim because of it. I panic when water goes over my head, even if I know I'm in, like, 5 feet of water and I could just *stand up*. I don't even like raindrops falling on my face!

I'm ready for retirement. Seriously. What's the earliest I can retire? I can't stand this "corporate job" bullshit much longer.

I thought maybe whole site called Net Tropes?

Congratulations on the job, Sara!

Happy Birthday, JZ!

My current work project is somehow managing to both bore me to death and fill me with a hearty dislike for one of the parties.

You can see where this is going...

A fear of grandmothers, is my guess.

So much "productivity" software and "new paradigms for xxx" is being thrown at the walls lately that my ability to actually DO MY JOB is suffering.

I can't even find where meetings are being held, damnit.

What the hell? I just pulled out my root canal's temporary filling by flossing around that tooth. I feel like the Hulk. (Fortunately I have a dentist appointment in an hour, so I won't have a gaping hole in my tooth for very long.)

A few weeks ago I broke off part of a filling by eating bread.

A month before that I broke off part of a filling with my fingernail.

Together, you and I could wreak serious havoc on the world's teeth!