Weekly Short Stories Contest and Company! discussion

While my mother may be talking, she is about 3000miles away. However, last night it was my wife talking during the premiere of a silly show. Heh! Al, you might like it. It's about a world of mythical creatures who feed off humans. The protagonist is a female succubus who spent her teenage years accidentally killing her boyfriends by kissing them. It's great fun! I'm sure it's not great, but is truly fun as the writers incorporate banshees, medusas, sirens, etc. into the story lines.

TPBM has decided to kick up his/her feet and enjoy his/her favourite beverage instead of worrying about projects not yet done.

Most definitely. Well, usually it is--now it's pretty clean. Under normal circumstances, however...

TPBM feels sick.

Not at all! Although I am about to stretch out on the rug for a 15 minute power rest while listening to music.

TPBM's bedroom has a desk next to a window that looks west.

My window does face west! (I think...I'm horrible with direction.) My desk-er, vanity-sits at the opposite side of the room from my window.

TPBM has had a panic attack.

Yes, several times. Once, on a test, I was so panicked I forgot how to spell 'is'. Another time, the only time in my life, I froze so badly during a chem exam that I failed it - but when I reviewed it afterwards with the prof, did it perfectly without him saying anything.

TPBM believes that growing old brings with it more freedom than it does responsibility.

I believe there is a threshold--once you get a certain age, "responsibility" becomes irrelevant. Unless you're evil; in that case, someone needs to keep tabs on you.

TPBM likes snickerdoodles. I'm not even sure what those are.

Actually, I am eating the best homemade fresh plum pudding, with almonds, ever! With some green tea. Ahhhhh.

TPBM recently gave up reading a novel because it was too boring.

Pretty much.

TPBM gets stressed out easily.

Sometimes, but not always.

TPBM is about to need to use a dictionary.

Not right now.

TPBM forgot about something.

Not anymore! Just had a huge dinner.

TPBM hasn't exercised in awhile.

Sigh, true. But I have good intentions.

TPBM doesn't know who Butch Cassidy or the Sundance Kid are.

Unfortunately, I'm allergic to cats...and all other hairy animals. Guinea pigs and horses included.

TPBM has a very unusual pet peeve.

Well, I have a very poor tolerance for intolerance. Does that count?

TPBM has petted a reptile.

Yep! A class pet and a personal pet. Many crickets have my fingers touched...I was much braver five years ago than I am now.

TPBM needs more socks.

Oddly enough, just the opposite. I went through my old shoes last weekend and tossed into the big shoe horn in the sky several pairs long since past their prime.

TPBM enjoyed Alice in Wonderland more than The Lion, The Witch and Wardrobe.

I haven't read Alice in Wonderland, but I did see the two movie adaptations (I disliked the most recent one, where Alice revisited her childhood fantasy/nightmare). I enjoyed both stories, just in different ways.

TPBM has a mysterious papercut.

Yes, as a matter of fact. But settled for homemade humus instead. Delicious!

TPBM nearly tripped and dropped something s/he was carrying.

HUMMUS! I love.

Yes-I trip all the time, no matter what the terrain. If the ground's not full of unseen obstacles, I somehow always manage to trip over my own feet.

TPBM wants a massage.

Well, not quite. My wife is, and I certainly have made them.

TPBM had ice cream for desert tonight.

Not exactly ice cream, more like just the toppings XD

TPBM owns a purple sharpie

Oddly enough, I do, amongst an assortment of colours.

TPBM likes to take pictures without people in them.

Most definitely.

TPBM has an important meeting this week.

Not at the moment, but yes, he does that :)

TPBM likes to watch Disney Channel.

No. Although since I've never watched I cannot comment on liking it or not.

TPBM prefers to read graphic novels instead of poetry.

No, but I had a small one Sunday that didn't go away until late in the pm.

TPBM has a pair of striped socks in very bright colours.

YES YES YES!!! I love them! I have like, 20 pairs. Yes, I am eccentric

TPBM has a friend that might be pregnant.

Nope — a yet to be tasted pleasure.

Last night I went to Michael Ondaatje's book reading/signing for his recently released The Cat's Table — thanks TT!

So... TPBM prefers The English Patient book to the movie.

I don't know?

TPBM is scared of spiders.

Not normally.

TPBM prefers Tofurky to turkey.

Story of my life.

TPBM missed me dearly?

I have not a cat.

(Keep him away from the Christmas decorations?)

TPBM is watching Youtube.

It's already snowed here.

TPBM wants to lie on their stomach because their back hurts sitting like this.

Nope. But I did have peach mango tea.

Tea or Coffee?

Cookies. Always. Cake is too filling.

Chocolate or White milk?

White--skim.

TPBM has qualms about Christmas.

Definitely. I feel like I've wasted 2011.

TPBM will make resolutions and promptly abandon them.

NO I WILL STICK TO MY GOALS!!! I WILL SURVIVE!!!!! /lies.

TPBM likes using coding out of context.

True - especially when it comes in a GR unnoticed page change.

TPBM will open 1 present the day before Christmas.

I will open all my presents the day before Christmas. This is how Christmas works in my house. In fact half of them are opened the day before that. It's complicated and involves having to carefully plan travel time.

TPBM has no idea what the hell I'm talking about.

Correct.

TPBM has already completed wrapping all the gifts that they will be giving away.

Yup. I've got to go pick up the drain cover to replace the one that's broken in our shower.
Sorry, no more shopping to do. :-)

TPBM is all thumbs when it comes to wrapping presents and they tend to look like the cat wrapped them.

Pretty much.

TPBM really needs to go to sleep.

I'm sure of it.

TPBM has a crapload of homework.

My wife, for sure. Really, I don't care as long as it doesn't go on for too long!

TPBM snuck a freshly baked Christmas cookie while the baker wasn't looking.

Not exactly, but I've snuck some little snacks that we never allow ourselves to eat the rest of the year.

TPBM has been sick in the last month.

I've never had one, but they sound yummy.

TPBM needs some new socks.

As it turns out, yes, I do need new socks.

TPBM dislikes sitcom overloads.

YES. For the longest time, yes.

TPBM would quite like a fountain pen.

I really want a nice DSLR.

TPBM has a headache.