I find it fascinating when everything a person ever says, no matter how innocuous, somehow manages to irritate me. It’s like our atoms vibrate on dissonant frequencies.
Sometimes I think back to when I thought I was a conservative and remember how odd it felt to observe that every single artist and thinker I respected was a liberal. How did I hold tight to one side of the fence while every part of the world that excited and inspired me was firmly on the other? I guess that’s the kind of cognitive dissonance that results from having someone else’s nature stretched down over yours no matter how badly it fits. No wonder most teenagers are miserable.
We has them wife skillz.
Look at you being all domestic and shit.I WANT ONE.
I’m working on my wife skillz! Haha, and the pie was good, but still a little too sweet (I cut out some sugar from the recipe I used, but will probably cut some more out next time.)