I often pray that aliens (or professionally trained psychologists) aren’t observing me. The other night, roomie got very weirded out that I was preparing raw hamburger patties at midnight.
I was glad he was gone today because I found myself blow-drying my ivy plant for 6 minutes. I made sure to close the blinds before I started.
I also am afraid I will not get any work done tomorrow because a blog-less friend introduced me to the human clock. Do not follow this link if you have less than 30 minutes free. I have to agree with him that time is a very fascinating thing.
as I understand it, (which ain't much) you're paranoic that your roomie might be an alien or pro trained psycho. Unfortunately I can't guarantee the effectiveness of the meds prescribed for affronting this sort of dilemma...
Posted by: heather at July 22, 2005 02:24 AMDid you make sure to blow dry the roots of the ivy too?
Did Roomie enjoy the hamburger patty you slipped into his floppy drive?
Posted by: Underblog at July 22, 2005 07:43 AMHey! The internet ain't big enough for two Roomies. Tell your so called Roomie to meet me behind the woodshed for a punch out.
Posted by: Roomie at July 22, 2005 01:01 PM