Happy Halloween

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Why I Will Never Like Moths, Part Dos

When Mom was younger and still lived in California, she used to catch all sorts of critters and hang onto them as pets, or "babies." She mainly caught lady bugs and white moths. The lady bug would be kept in her top dresser drawer until her mm found them. The white moths would be kept in the pockets of her dress. She'd claim that they were her friends and would hold onto them until she had to go inside, in which she would then let the moths go.

One day she got distracted and forgot that she had them in her pockets. Her mother washed the dress. The next time she wore her dress and reached into her pockets, her hands were filled with fine, white, powder-ized moth bodies.

She told me this when I was five.

I still haven't forgiven her.

Why I Will Never Like Chatting on SKYPE

What I'm told I look like when chatting online:

What I actually look like when chatting online:

What I'm convinced I look like when chatting online:

I Was In The Kitchen...

.. and my microwave kicked my @ss. The other appliances were looking at me and they just knew- KNEW- that I was abused. The cabinet was looking at me with utter pity and the kitchen drawer was confused and scared. My loyal friend, toaster oven, was there for me in the end to help me pick up the pieces and console me. He keeps telling me that I should move on to another appliance, but I just can't stop coming back to microwave no matter how hard I try to stay away.

I just know I'll find myself coming back to microwave again and again when I want something quick to eat.

I'm so pathetic.