Icy weather :santa hat:, joyriders, prudes

When she burns my toast.

Carbon copy of my story.

Except I was 24 at the time. It was not my mom but my uncle. And it was not him being the drunk, but I. And it was not a ditch but the front wall of the garage (from how we saw it in our orientation inside the car). And it was not telephone books I sat on, but the GPS, which told me to take the first left, since I had just broken wind.

You will notice, all of you, that a GPS machine, certain makes at least, will tell you "take the first left" when you stink up the car.

If we understood why exactly it says that then, then we'd be lightyears closer to unlocking the ultimate secrets of the universe.

To answer the original topic:

What drives my nuts is the ultimate need and want and desire hard-wired into our brains (I think I can speak for everyone, but if not for you, please say it now or forever hold your pisz) to answer the most beautiful and meaningful call of purpose in nature, to propagate the species and to get our rocks off.

Man with OCD drive me crazy.
I am very organized but my ex made me crazy.

the tv on when no one is wtching anything

Only if you have mine at your house Josie....


I have more...


Shoes!

DON'T kick them off in the doorway...walk one step in and one step to the right and kick them off...it's like tripping over a caterpillar's hundred thousand pairs of shoes!

Almost empty milk/juice bottles!....no-one...I repeat...no-one is grateful you left them exactly 3 drops in the bottle in the fridge.

Wet shoe laces....

Hair in the food... eeeewww!!!

lol....I guess I can agree with you on this. I have OCD, I think it should be an understanding going in and a try and make gradual stpes to accept less than perfection.

clean up after yourself I am not a maid

Share your feelings.
don't expect me to be a mind reader.That gets real old real fast.

good point...I had a roomie in the past that was the worst slob (even worse than a guy)...and it drve me nuts. I am much more willing to accpet imperfection today, but she took the cake.

Having to say in to ensure she doesnt miss that soap..

ahhhh just record it....

Se starts to tell me something that she really wants me to know, then continues on while she's walking into the next room where I can't hear a word she says. Later, she complains that I don't listen to her.

those who equate love with sex

those who equate rudeness with honesty

those who expect more from others than they give to others

grown folks with their pants hanging off their butt

grown folks who act like bratty children,,in general

grown ups who are always victims

grown ups who are bullies

people who utter the words 'JUST get a job', as if jobs grow up out of the sidewalk

adults who dont take any responsibility for kids who arent their own

professionals who have no class about them

we are watching TV together (supposedly). The show has reached the big climax where all will be revealed, and she feels that that is the perfect time to tell me something that her brother told her that day.

I have seen slobs of both genders, and anyone can get a little untidy, but true slovenliness is just annoying

that's the one thing about living alone that will be tough for me if I ever decide to co habitate - getting used to another's "stuff"

wow always knew you had high expectations but being that I'm only human I fail on nearly every count....to some degree anyway


guess I'd say - people who expect perfection from others and are overly judgmental

those who equate love with sex - not me, but I prefer sex; a.s.a.p. too. Love can wait.

those who equate rudeness with honesty - not me, especially if someone else is doing the equating.

those who expect more from others than they give to others - this is me.

grown folks with their pants hanging off their butt - this is me, but not the pants but the shirt bottoms falling out. Hang on to your rockers, nothing else falls out.

grown folks who act like bratty children, in general -- this is me, big time.

grown ups who are always victims - not me.

grown ups who are bullies - not me, but inadvertently I may appear so.

people who utter the words 'JUST get a job', as if jobs grow up out of the sidewalk - not me. Finding a job is harder than finding love, if you have been out of either for five years or more.

adults who dont take any responsibility for kids who arent their own -- definitely not me. Hold -- I don't have kids. Does it mean I bug you if I do take responsibility or if I don't take responsibility for any kid? Am I supposed to take responsibility for all kids? Or take responsibility for not even one kid? As a childless adult, what is the optimum number of kids I ought to take responsibility for, and the optimum number for which I ought not to take responsiblity for? And specifically, what are their names?

I don't understand your assertion, I am afraid, or else your expectation is bugging me. I refuse to take responsibility for any number of children that are not my own. There is no moral, social, or legal grounds in which you can guilt-trip me to take responsibility for anyone else's kids. They made it, they take care of it -- as simple as that. I don't want any part of the care giving of children of complete strangers. --- if I score a gf who has a child who needs me occasionally, sure, I'll help him and take care of him or her and take responsibility for their well-being. But for Mr. Shwangahili's four-hundred twenty seven children in Bangla Desh I will never take responsibility, unless one of his wives leaves him and comes to live with me with her kids from him.

professionals who have no class about them -- well, to a Ph.D. a class is a job, so you are -- I am sorry to say so -- a bit hypocritical, inasmuch as you are saying in effect, to Ph.D.-s, "JUST get a job" when you say "just get some class."