Hmph. I am also missing milk. Soy milk, though. Which I need for my cereal, which I am having for dinner, to kickstart my lower calorie habits. The SO is bringing it home, because he said he'd be home by dinnertime and he texted me about it two hours ago.
And I started to complain about it, then heard a car and felt guilty about bitching. But it wasn't his car! And now I am totally clear to bitch because I think 6:30 is officially dinnertime, and I am hungry!
I could have just gotten it today, but I didn't. And I could just go to the little general store, but they only have milk milk. I've got about ten minutes before I give up and make, like, spaghetti.
I think it's nice.
I think it would be awesome, if the men I knew actually did it without having to be drunk or otherwise altered.
I know what ita means, though. One of S.'s friends used to call the house during the day when he knew S. was at work, purportedly to leave a message for S. with me, and then would keep me on the phone for an hour, talking about his girlfriend and his job and whatever.
I think it's nice
Guy in line was
not
a template. I wouldn't listen to him. He was a big old whiner who really needed to take action in his own life, and either dump his girlfriend or just stop drinking and let her fend for herself. No, instead he wanted his friend to talk to her and make her be more sympathetic. All while he's obsessively re-arranging all the lube and condoms.
Cool story, bro.
I know, I know -- I just hate (on principle) gender-based stereotyping like that!
In more fun news of guys communicating, I'm watching White Collar, can't go into Cable Drama, but I just have to say: They are doing this on purpose, right? Because seriously.
There's no way it's an accident. I mean, the jacket!
Does CI mean criminal informant?
Oh, that makes more sense.
I just hate (on principle) gender-based stereotyping like that!
I'm reporting! And I'm waiting for contradictory anecdata! And not getting any.
I got no value judgment, I'm just honestly surprised.
I love the guest stars in this week's White Collar. Also? Shoulder holster alert.