Losing itBluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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Ever have those dayswhen you've been so busy, or so tired, or so highly strung that it feels like the slightest little mishap might piss liberally over your chips?
The question just bought to mind an entirely unexciting occasion when I was making some dinner, and dispensing a pan full of sauce onto a plate of pasta. I must have been pouring too quickly, or something, because the next thing I knew, a not-insubstantial amount of the sauce had escaped over the side of the plate and made a break for the space between my feet.
Ordinarily, I'd have grumbled a bit, maybe shaken my fist at my own incompetence and cleared up the mess. But I just seemed to be having one of those days where I felt like I might have to sit down and have a little cry after this final yet trivial insult to injury. I'd like to think I make a good tomato sauce, but I shouldn't be that emotionally attached to it...
(, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:21, 1 reply)
Like milk, like sauce.
(When its spilt, dont cry over it.)
(, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:34, closed)
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