Or at some point you need to tell him to stop forcing his Diet-of-the-Moment on you.
Remove the vegetables and that sounds like a refreshing summer drink.
This. What he eats is up to him. You are an intelligent adult who is quite capable of managing such decisions for yourself.
I’m finding the older I get, the less tolerance I have for precisely this bullshit. We’ve never met IRL, thank god (the person I was talking about, not you!)
Our downstairs A/C died the first over 80 day we had. I’m surprised it lasted for as long as it did, tbh. It’s a big old heavy wall unit. I don’t even think they make A/Cs that big anymore. The box fan isn’t doing much good. At least the bedroom A/C works!
The A/C in my Jeep only works on the highest setting. I don’t even bother turning it on most of the time.
I moved in with a longtime (girl)friend whom I’ve known since college. We both needed to move for assorted reasons and it’s far more affordable for both of us this way – the location gives each of us some distinct advantages over our respective previous homes – although I do sincerely hope our friendship, which is solid in a way few are, doesn’t get tested too severely. She has a remarkable amount of growing up to do for someone whose 35th b-day is in their rearview mirror smug face so I’m sure I’ll need to bitch at some point about her here. Might as well get the introductions over with.
Aww, I’d never point and laugh at you. 90s and no way to escape it is certainly miserable. At that point, cold showers and then standing still-wet in front of a fan is the only way left to cool your blood. My sympathies.
He wants to be vegan now. How nice for him. Enjoy your cheese anyway, as others have been saying upstream. Or at least ask him to make you a separate smoothie with just the watermelon and pineapple, hold the kale and tomato, extra rum.
Rum’s made from cane, it’s a veggie!
Is this person my last ex’s last ex? Because it totally sounds like her, right down to the bullshit cheerleading squad.
Probably not.
It’s not my female housemate either, although she would give this person a run for their money in the poor-poor-pitiful-me department. No doubt my patience for such behavior is shot because I’ve been living with it for several months now.
Heh, I’ve been bitching about mine in a private filter for months now. She, her husband (who was never part of the original deal btw) and their dog are FINALLY moving to their own place in a couple of weeks. They were supposed to move around Memorial Day but the complex did a major snafu on the apartment they thought they were getting and she, being Ms. Entitlement-Poor-Pitiful-Me, refused the alternate because of the “view” (I think her exact words were, “I can’t abide sitting on a balcony overlooking a parking lot after a long day at school.”)
:smack:
ANYWAY, the point I was trying to make was that she and my husband were pretty good friends in college and kept in sporadic touch for a few years afterward before everything petered out. She then suddenly contacts him out of the blue upon getting a job up this way because she remembered he lived here. She was supposed to stay here for 2 months. It’s been almost a year (plus the husband plus the dog) because she nearly collapsed at the COL here. It’ll be interesting to see if their friendship still exists after they move.
It’s only June, but it already feels like August. What the hell, weather?:mad:
I like the way you think!
Oooooh a “poor pitiful me” cage match! I think we have a viable competitor for WWE here!
If we’re having an annoying housemate cage match, I’ll volunteer my housemates (mom and teen daughter.) Mostly, they aren’t pity-partiers, but boy, oh boy, do they love drama. Everything with the drama. And I’m pretty sure that tapeworms have better parenting instincts than Mom…
And we, too, are having August in June. This week is better than last - the high temps have only been in the mid-nineties, versus last week’s 98-101 Fahrenheit, plus we’re getting a little bit of rain in the afternoons. If you listen carefully, you can hear the grass growing, and the a/c saying “help me!”
What the hell is in the air today? My sinuses have been in clear-the-decks mode since I woke up!
And chocolate is made from beans, so that makes it, uh, protein!
^^ username/post combo FTW 
My underwear is schizophrenic today. This is a micro-rant that will go over the heads of the male half of y’all, but there it is. It’s not even a color-coordination mishmash, as they are both black.
However, because {reasons} today I’m wearing a thong and a sports bra. So part of me feels all voluptuous and alluring and bow-chicka-bow-wow and part of me feels minimized and utilitarian and decidedly unsexy.
That’s an odd feeling.
So is wearing a thong in the 1st place, btw, as I haven’t donned one in years and was curious if I could get back in the habit comfortably. Found one that had been hiding in the back of Ye Olde Undies Drawer when everything got jumbled and topsy-turvy in the move, shrugged, and figured “why not?”
I know what happened to my sinuses. Some jackass with the electrical fixin’ things company (not the power company) was in my workplace parking lot fixing a pole light this morning. He managed to knock the power out for a few minutes, which caused the automatic doors to get stuck for about half an hour. We had to manually open the doors and leave them open until maintenance could fix them. The truck was right outside the door which meant we were all breathing diesel fumes and they have killed my sinuses for today. I’ve been sneezing and coughing all morning.
As is coffee. That’s how I get at least two of my vegetable servings every day.
If we’re counting coffee, I’ve had all my my recommended servings of vegetables for today, and about 3/4 for tomorrow.
Also, my smallest children are going to be forcefully packed off to Grandma’s if they don’t shut the hell up for five minutes. Soon. And the husband might have to go with them. You know that childish retort “That’s my name, don’t wear it out”? They’ve worn mine out already today, and it’s just lunchtime!
I hate to be the buzzkill, but coffee comes from berries, and chocolate comes from a tree fruit pod. The coffee “bean” and cacao “nib” are the seeds.
So you’ve had some fruit today, but still gotta eat your veggies!!
Um, I may be on my third cup of coffee. I may have put cocoa in it. And cinnamon. And maple syrup. Oh, and possibly a nip of bourbon in that last one… what? It’s my day off and it’s past noon.
On the weather front, it’s humid as heck, but near the beach on the glorious air conditioner called Lake Michigan, it’s 70F and I absolutely cannot complain. Last summer was pretty mild and I’m praying for more of the same this summer. Heat is not my friend. I’m so sorry for those stuck in heatwave conditions, when it happens here I seriously get the summer version of SAD and don’t do anything or go anywhere and people check on me because I’m depressed and not myself. I want to move farther north!
Holy God, I thought I was the only one who got like that. I’m fine in the winter but summer heat beats me down flat. It’s why I moved up to the mountains where it usually isn’t this hot. It looks like the storm front is moving in, though, so bring on cooler temperatures!