I have a friend who refrigerates everything, though -- peanut butter, syrup, bread. She seems to operate on some weird "If it's been opened, it goes in the fridge" principle.

I do this too, which is funny because I'm not someone who is worried about things going bad. Mostly, I think it's a cleanliness/neatness thing, and the fact that there's more room there.

I'll definitely put things in the fridge because there's room there.

Our fridge has the least amount of room.

I think it's also a remnant of first living as an adult in DC without air conditioning.

In France, my French roommate would refrigerate unopened cans of tuna but leave opened milk and cooked chicken on the counter for days.

Raise your hand if ew?

::raising hand::

As a French person, I'm offended by your French roommate. That's just weird. I mean, eggs, cheese, but milk?

Now when I eat tomato sauce it burns my lips as if it had been spicy food.

Tomato sauce and orange juice both do this to me. Too much OJ will give me actual sore places, like abrasions, inside my mouth. My mom says we are allergic to citric acid, but I don't know if that's true.

My butter sits on the counter in an antique butter dish. My sister insists on refrigerating butter, she's sure she'll get horribly sick even though we both grew up in a household where butter was left out and no one ever got sick. Margarine doesn't taste as good, even if it isn't the dangerous kind. Skim milk is gross, as are (boneless) clams.

I remain deeply worried about the state of health care reform. I won't be calm until it's actually law.

Randomly: My cat is currently curled up in a cardboard box, which makes me think maybe he would enjoy a cat bed, but mostly makes me crack up thinking of my cat as Profit.

As a French person, I'm offended by your French roommate. That's just weird. I mean, eggs, cheese, but milk?

Yeah, she had all kinds of weirdness about her that had nothing to do with her being French.

So the crappy anti-abortion thing passed? Here's hoping the Senate strips it out.