Also, I started working on a haiku about Lesbian Death Bed - don’t think I’ll post that one for a while >.<;;;;;
As much as I’m vexed about my current living situation - it made me smile when my female roomie referred to me as a dude to someone else. Granted I prefer randomsexual space alien - I’ll take what I can get though :D
Finally put a huge pot I purchased from a fundraising yard sale to use tonight. Found printed out e-mails exchanged between me and the first person I was ever with physically circa 2007 or so. Self-depreciation on my part and her making comments on how I speak or do not communicate properly. I put all of that into a pot and threw one of my huge duraflame matches into the pile.
One of the roommates asked me why I didn’t use the shredder. One does not use a paper shredder on toxic words on paper. One burns that shit away.
Treated myself to A-Team fanfiction after all that - there’s no beer in the house.