Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008 11:04 am
inexplicable
Five things about me that I really don't get:
1.) I cannot stop a sudoku puzzle and come back to it later. There are two parts to this.
a.) it's hard to work. I do not know why. There are more numbers now. But it takes a really disturbing amount of time to even figure out why some of them are there, much less start actual work on it again.
b.) when I can get it finished, it lacks the emotional satisfaction. Being a slasher and having written porn for two days straight, I will compare this to coitus interruptus. Sure, you get off after, but you kind of know that it would have been pretty spectacular if the doorbell hadn't rung and scared you to death.
Speaking of--
winterlive: WAS IT GOOD FOR YOU OR REALLY DRAMATICALLY BAD?
(no, there was no sexual acts involving flexibility or tragic sledding accidents)
2.) I'm getting slowly more intolerant of processed foods. It's not even an allergy. It's just really uncomfortable and feels wrong, like I am eating something I shouldn't be eating, like, I don't know, paint chips. Frankly, this is seriously disturbing. It's like the day Pepsi betrayed me with Pepsi Zero. I am so not happy about this. No one should have to give up Marie Callendar pot pies.
3.) Seeing nutella in Costco is enough to make me leave the row. Okay, that's not a compulsion, it's that Child really wants it because he knows I hate it, and I'm like those awful indulgent parents you read about who will eventually give in to everything. I told him it was made of the corpses of crushed beetles. Somehow, that just made him want it more. Child is not sane, and I have my doubts on whether he even qualifies as human. Then again, he tells me his communication with his leader has been disrupted by solar flares, so what the hell. Maybe we're still safe for a few more years.
4.) I have to buy Christmas decorations when I see them. My family blocked my path at Costco when I saw they had ornaments up for sale. Thought I might die if I didn't get some. Sanity came with caffeine and Niece II outside and two brownie petites. Speaking of, if you see brownie petites at Costco, buy them. Just saying.
5.) There is no five. I literally forgot what it was. Dammit.
1.) I cannot stop a sudoku puzzle and come back to it later. There are two parts to this.
a.) it's hard to work. I do not know why. There are more numbers now. But it takes a really disturbing amount of time to even figure out why some of them are there, much less start actual work on it again.
b.) when I can get it finished, it lacks the emotional satisfaction. Being a slasher and having written porn for two days straight, I will compare this to coitus interruptus. Sure, you get off after, but you kind of know that it would have been pretty spectacular if the doorbell hadn't rung and scared you to death.
Speaking of--
(no, there was no sexual acts involving flexibility or tragic sledding accidents)
2.) I'm getting slowly more intolerant of processed foods. It's not even an allergy. It's just really uncomfortable and feels wrong, like I am eating something I shouldn't be eating, like, I don't know, paint chips. Frankly, this is seriously disturbing. It's like the day Pepsi betrayed me with Pepsi Zero. I am so not happy about this. No one should have to give up Marie Callendar pot pies.
3.) Seeing nutella in Costco is enough to make me leave the row. Okay, that's not a compulsion, it's that Child really wants it because he knows I hate it, and I'm like those awful indulgent parents you read about who will eventually give in to everything. I told him it was made of the corpses of crushed beetles. Somehow, that just made him want it more. Child is not sane, and I have my doubts on whether he even qualifies as human. Then again, he tells me his communication with his leader has been disrupted by solar flares, so what the hell. Maybe we're still safe for a few more years.
4.) I have to buy Christmas decorations when I see them. My family blocked my path at Costco when I saw they had ornaments up for sale. Thought I might die if I didn't get some. Sanity came with caffeine and Niece II outside and two brownie petites. Speaking of, if you see brownie petites at Costco, buy them. Just saying.
5.) There is no five. I literally forgot what it was. Dammit.
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From:1. I have no idea why you cannot put a sudoku game aside. Maybe because you are figuring out it's puzzle logic and if you move away from it, you will loose the logic chain?
2. Huh. You too? And there are some that are really good, but man... I miss certain foods. Fortunately pot pie is easy to make.
3. Ick. I don't like it either. But I am a loving spouse and occasionally buy it for the Husband. He likes the stuff. I have no idea why.
4. I saw them too. And I had to call my mom to make sure of the date. Because it is still months away from Christmas. On the other hand, they were very pretty and I can't blame you for wanting to get some. Did your CostCo have the reels of Christmas ribbon on display? That stuff is what made my wallet itch. Pretty....
5. I really hope that you eventually find your five. Really.
~L
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From:Santa huh? Have to be on the lookout for him.
~L
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From:It was "Green, what green?"
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Maybe put it up on one of the high bookshelves...
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From:My brain breaks if I pause on them... sometimes I even hear my brain snapping.
2. I know how you're feeling. I've begun worrying about what the hell I'll be able to eat if it keeps up. I figure as long as I have my coffee insanity won't come.
4. Thank God I'm not the only one, I have to be dragged away from them. Like I'm two and in the toy section. Halloween decorations are the same. The problem with both of them is I'm lazy and don't take them down, months will pass and people start thinking I'm actually using them to honest to god house decorating, year round. -_-
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From:3.) God. I will go nuts without coffee. I mean, I am slowly going *organic* of all Godforsaken things. And I love McDonalds. But less every day.
4.) ....not that there are small halloween scarecrows in the front flowerbeds that I explain by season as "autumnal" "giving color to the lawn" "reminder of the wonder of harvest season" and "wow, it's way too hot to go outside and get them now and it's really close to September, right"?
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From:3. I go to McDonalds and pout, because it's all... before I even order, its like fat-free mayo. Utterly disgusting (I think I actually puked when I accidentally bought fat-free Mayo.) Why in the world is my lovely hamburger looking bad to me?
... I think there's a conspiracy going on *shifty eyes*
4. Haha! Exactly. =D
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From:Dude, I took my Christmas tree down in March. If anyone asked, I told them the cat liked it as a toy.
I've ended up just stuffing it in the box, decorations and all... Figure I'll have it out in time this year =D
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From:1) a. This is where I admit I have made it througho nly like one Sudoku puzzle. I just... Maybe it's the ADD, but I see a butterfly and say "Ooh, pretty!" and then have no idea where I was or how to get back to it.
1) b. Or, you know, hearing a knock on the door followed by, "Mommy? How do we get frosting off the dog?"
2) With the food allergies that run rampant in our family, we mainly get stuff at the co-op now. Not everything is 100% organic or such, but nothing is nearly as processed and you can really taste the difference after a while. After drinking what we call Happy Cow Milk (no hormones added) for only a month, the other kind tastes... funny.
3) We can't have Nutella in our house due to the peanut allergies, but found a chocolate hazelnut spread that's a must-have whenever we see it. We might still have half a jar at home, but it's there.
4) Already? That's early even for the early places. Whoa. I'm torn between calling to warn my mother to hold her back, or sneaking off and getting the ones for the kids early this year...
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From:And cheap levis. I miss the cheap levis.
sigh.
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There is something wrong with all this processed food, it just leaves me completely unsatisfied, wondering how others can enjoy it so very much, when it makes my mouth feel like I need to spit it out.
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From:Also, is there some way that we can get the Child to make a list of us who want to be exempt of the upcoming destruction of human civilization? I can pledge to me a good minion.
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From:I liked fast food as a child. Right up until a stint at Burger King during my teens, after which I was put off it for life. However, Subway, etc, not a problem. Last couple of years? I've been able to damn well taste the chemicals in processed/ready made food. So there goes the Subway, a bunch of sandwiches and salads, sweets, etc, etc...
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From:you're kidding, right? o__o
i googled, because i'd heard of beetles used as food dyes.. but didn't find anything..
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From:Child is awesome. Sometimes I want to be him when I grow up. Actually, make that a lot of the time.
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From:It's like getting a prize out of a cereal box when the damn thing sings to me. No counting, it's all about positioning the numbers and that's when the brains begins to hurt. :-)
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