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I've been in special ops deep lurk mode! I'll make a point of streaking through your lj one of these days, though, I promise.

You tricked me! I thought this was gonna be about tube tops!

Fellow virgo control freak checking in (or maybe I should say Vulcan). I think that if you do have a curiosity about things, you will eventually stumble upon something that does resonate with you, even if it seems illogical. There's no point in trying to force something that doesn't seem right to you. Just don't stop being curious!

I say go for it and wear whatever you like! Don't even worry about what other people think, because people who like to judge are always going to find something to judge you on, so it's not worth worrying about.

What a bunch of baloney! We're not married yet, but after 9 years of living together/sharing expenses, I don't see us ever totally merging our finances. He pays for certain things, I pay for other certain things, and we both are able to spend our own money on whatever nonsense we like and because it's our own money, the other really can't say anything about it unless it's something obscenely self-indulgent. Everyone needs their own money!

And as for those nutters who say you're not as married, I suspect at least one party in each of those couples is a control freak who wants to be in control of all the finances (if not totally in control of their spouse) and they're glorifying their control freakishness with some pathetic excuse of marital unity or whatever you want to call it. They all need a good on their noggins!

I hope you were wearing the Smut!

Congratulations! That's awesome!

We bought our first house a few months ago and I swear it's the best damn thing we ever did.

Dude, the problem is, it's so hard to remember to live like there's no tomorrow! I know it, but I keep forgetting. Maybe I'll have Carpe Diem tattooed across my knuckles to remind me.

And I love apples, but the damn things make me hungry, too. Of course, you can sort of get around that problem if you eat your apples with cheese and crackers (especially if it's something like a triple creme brie ).

Here in Wisconsin that's pretty much how everyone who is not a student or a hippie dresses. Forget suntan hose, what I really want to know is why anyone who is not a nurse, a bride or making her first communion would ever wear white pantyhose.

I greyhounds! I always expect the little ones to be really high strung and freaked out, so I couldn't believe it when I saw a pair one day (if I remember correctly, they were really fancy dogs with rhinestone collars ) and they were totally outgoing and came right up to me, putting their front feet on my leg and wanting to be petted. They are so dainty, though, that I would even be afraid of them being squished in my houseful of cats (or by my size 9 clodhoppers if I'm not paying attention).

Huskers? I thought they were called the Cornholers!

I confess to having wasted an absurd amount of time watching those Time Life informercials for the 60s and 70s CD sets. They must be using some kind of subliminal hypnosis or something, because once I come across one of those, I'm totally sucked in and can't stop watching.

It sounds like the packages we get from my in-laws-to-be. A big box will arrive from them and it will have around $20.00 of postage on it because it weighs a ton and has been insured and then inside it will turn out that there's at least 2 lbs. of popcorn kernels and 20 VHS tapes of goofy movies we would never watch and other bizarre unrelated things. It's pathological!

The ebay mom had me laughing until I was almost crying, and I probably shouldn't be laughing that hard, because I'm a terrible packrat who will usually manage to completely take over at least one room with all my clutter and if I lived alone, god only knows how much crap I would collect. As it is now, it's a battle I'm constantly fighting. Hmmmm...now that I've got valentina's address, maybe I'll start sending her bizarro packages.

I think you got me with the coffee. Even though it's expensive, I can't stop thinking about it. I'm a terrible coffee and tea snob, and I looooove really smooth, dark, strong coffee and tea.

I've heard tell of a few panty-snuffling Shelties, too (or maybe I should say panty-herders).

I though almost all dogs were dirty panty-snufflers and laundry basket marauders. One of my female cats actually has a thing for stinky armpits. I've caught her rolling around in a frenzy on dirty t-shirts in the past.

Good god, if this is the same coworker who slobbers food all over the place, then she is becoming more repulsive with every post of yours. She sounds more and more like she belongs on Married with Children or Jerry Springer instead of Seinfeld. Bleccch! Next you're probably going to tell us she used her toothbrush after it fell in the toilet.

URANUS!

It's Valentina's Playhouse, guest starring the Perv Postman and Mr. Badfinger.

If only he knew she would keep his cornhole clean. (sorry, couldn't resist)

Ooooh, what a handsome orange devil! Are Mr. Mugz and Miss Bean getting acclimated to him yet?

Theodosius is gonna rock (like everything inspired by Señor Puddin)! I just ordered my bottle yesterday.

Jake's my boy!

Dude, I say it's better to be the ray of sunshine and have some laughs then join in all the freakin' wailing. God knows, I'm one of the most dark and cynical people I know, but most people don't realize it unless they've really been around me a lot. Instead, I have become the clown who tries to make everyone laugh and take things less seriously. However, I'm the absolute worst at being supportive for people really in need of emotional support and refuse to let emotional vampires breach my boundaries. (I'm closely related to one and am ever hypervigilant ) If they need serious help, they're gonna have to find it somewhere else.

Woo hoo! Congratulations!

He looks like that one guy from the Village People!

ETA: Separated at birth, Mugzy & the biker guy