This is pretty much exactly what it's like living with me.

[napoleonherself]

[We've had a CSA leek in the fridge since Wednesday, so I decided we should make leek-and-potato soup. Then mecha came home tonight with the ingredients for the soup, plus a bunch more leeks. I asked him why he got more leeks; he replied that he had decided he would use most of them tomorrow for soup, and use the remaining one tonight for something else.]

Me: "Oh really? For what?"
[mecha, putting groceries away, doesn't answer]
Me: "What, is it a secret?"
[still no answer]
Me: [extremely exuberant] "Is it a LEEKCRET?!"
Mecha: "Well, now you don't get any."

But he did eventually tell me, so I guess it wasn't a leekcret.

Comments

[emsworth.livejournal.com]

>Does Algonquin happen to hang out with any individuals of the ursine variety? Perhaps one having an unusual relationship with gravity?

Perhaps. Although I was thinking more along the lines of a Disney nature show and gravity-resistant ursines would be trickier to work in.

And yes, I am through with call centers. Right now I still have no funds, Dad is seeking work, and this very moment I am home alone with chest pains... but I have a stuffed aminal and potatoes to prepare with cheeeeeese. I'm trying to find something from home because of Mom, or sell some articles, or SOMETHING, but even writing non-paid bloggy stuff about the true origins of a certain Looney Tunes catchphrase has been tough.

On the plus side again, Victor says hi, and yesterday we listened to a twelve minute radio show in which a senile old man rambles on about people who later died after he's lugged his ugly old easy chair over to his niece's house (and she can't get him to understand that she really *doesn't* want it there). And there's the story of the man who ran for alderman and got beat, ran for deputy sheriff and got beat, ran for county clerk and got beat... his great ambition in life was to run for mayor (and get beat). He realized this ambition!

>Lastly: I do not believe that you can be evil. DO NOT BELIEVE IT. >It is simply outside of the realm of possibility.

MUAHAHAHAHA! I WILL STEAL YOUR SOLES! NOW YOUR SHOES WILL NOT FIT PROPERLY!