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Cake or Death!!??
Just finished filing my taxes online at TurboTax.

There was a bit of a thought-provoking argument that occurred at my house last night between one of my roommates and one of my adopted roommates. It made me think a lot about when it's appropriate to confront people about a seriously frustrating behavior/attitude and how futile it is to actually try to change them.

I've always been an upfront person about things. If there is a problem of some kind, I go straight to the other person involved and I talk about it. However, as of late, I've begun to question when I should say something about the issue or just "live and let live" and deal with it. It's not like I will be able to go through life without having to put up with other people's shit, and they'll have to put up with mine.

However, Matt gave me a rule of thumb that sounds pretty good to me, "When something affects you, you have a right to say something about it." Unfortunately, people are never going to change, as much as you would like them to, for their own benefit, not just yours.

I can't get the Rent soundtrack out of my head. I've listened to it, and just like any catchy musical, I find myself singing some of the most startling and humorous lines from it.

"I'll kiss your Doc Martens! Let me kiss your Doc Martens!"

"To hand-crafted beers in local breweries, to yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese, to leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo, to juevos rancheros and Maya Angelou."

"Life's too short, babe. Time is flying. I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine."

"Will I lose my dignity? Will someone care? Will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare?"

"When you're living in America at the end of the millennium, you are what you own."

Jimmy made me a cake this week, yellow with chocolate icing. It's delicious, and I didn't let anyone put it in the fridge. My cakes don't go in fridges, unless I made it for someone else for their birthday and they prefer cold cake. I don't.

Cake or Death??!!

mood: Headachy
music: "La Vie Boheme" - Rent, original Broadway cast

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mistervimes From: mistervimes Date: April 12th, 2002 05:41 am (UTC) (link)
Can I have the chicken? Tastes of Babies...
lost_angel From: lost_angel Date: April 12th, 2002 06:39 am (UTC) (link)

Too late!!

My roommate's dog ate the last of our raw chicken skin out of the garbage last night. You're too late, sorry.

However, it did spawn a humorous incident with his master getting so worried that the dog was going to get sick that he called the vet in the middle of the night and fed the dog Pepto Bismal 'til he was sloshed and stained pink down his front.

Every dog my family has raised has been more goat and trash compactor than anything else. Not little piece of raw chicken will slow them down.

So, in the end, no chicken for you. Looks like you'll just have to eat the babies directly for that oh-so-baby taste you've been craving.

heh, more of a story than you wanted I suppose :)
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