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When wtfpotatoes found out I didn't mind if she wrote stuff on the bathroom mirror in permanent marker (which isn't really permanent on glass), she was shocked and thrilled, and our house became a more amusing place. Any particular morning, you might look in the mirror, and right where your face is, find a Monopoly-guy hat and moustache. Or, when she and someotherguy are feeling especially immature, lots of poop jokes. ;-)

Right now, the following's on my bathroom mirror. (The backwards stuff is actually mirror-imaged, not backwards. It also looks suspiciously like her writing; the forward stuff like his.)

*Outline of a hand* !rorrim ruoy ni deppart m'I !pleH

Sorry to say, we're trapped in yours.

.nmad lleW .hO




(If you don't feel like parsing it, it's "Help, I'm trapped in your mirror! [...] Oh. Well, damn.)

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Oh, man, when I get off the LID, I want these!

mmmmmMMmmmm

Right now, I'm eating pasta that loracs made for me!!! (with
unbleached flour, non-iodized salt, and water) tossed with olive oil,
garlic, salt, and pepper.

Even if it weren't LID time, I'd be in heaven. YUMMA.

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The person on the listserv wrote to me offlist, a very long email that I didn't read, but I skimmed it, and she was wounded and defensive, and didn't appreciate what I said to her. Her first sentence was something like "I didn't say I wanted to be sick to lose weight" and I just quoted that and replied:

I didn't say you did, and I'm sorry for upsetting you. It's a sensitive
subject for most people, and sometimes I forget myself. My apologies.

Serene