Alright, confess odd things.
Excessive complaining isn't allowed anywhere on the site. Keep it out of this thread.
For example, I'm jealous to my big brother becuase he discovered The Smiths first. Dammit, now I can't have a crush for Morrisey without feeling weird about it.
Edited by GastonRabbit on Jan 5th 2023 at 5:46:13 AM
I don't know about chocolate chip chicken cookies, but a bitter chocolate sauce on chicken might be... Interesting. (...Coming this fall to the Food Network...)
"Proto-Indo-European makes the damnedest words related. It's great. It's the Kevin Bacon of etymology." ~MadrugadaOkay serious confession time.
My mom used IVF to get pregnant with me. That means some random sperm donor is my dad. Which means that I probably have half-siblings either through the fertility clinic, or him spreading his genes the normal way.
Occasionally I think I want to track my father and/or my possible siblings down. Partially just to know that they exist and partially to see if I am anything like them and vice versa. I just have no idea how I would go about it, and I wonder if anything good would actually come of it if I managed to succeed.
Planescape Hijack
Alkthash—a friend of mine is actually dealing with a similar dilemma. He's adopted, and apparently his biological mother is coming to visit. He doesn't know whether or not he wants to meet her.
(Amusingly, he also just finished Metal Gear Solid, but I thought it would be a little insensitive to bring up the connection)
edited 27th Jun '09 12:03:59 AM by Haven
Productivity is for people without internet connections. -Count DorkuFlippant confession time again!
This Lucy avatar is really starting to grow on me. The original idea when the "avatar shipping" theme started was to pick the cutest sociopath I could think of; but seeing it next to my posts now... a Lucy avatar is so me.
Is she holding a gun? The picture is grainy.
I like this avatar, it's recognizably human while showing a neutral emotion, and not being too human.
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.Embarrassing confession time:
There was this guy I had a Will They or Won't They? sort of thing with who used to call me deary. I loved it and thought it was adorable, though I never actually admitted it to him. Now, let the teasing commence.
Are you a pretentious zombie that explodes without warning, then?
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.The current theme is youthful rebellion against the current theme.
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.re: Audition, did they really (spoiler for ouch) stick real pins in the actor's body and eyes? My Wikipedia-fu has failed me.
edited 27th Jun '09 9:33:52 PM by English Ivy
You know. "YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND ME!", hilariously ugly clothing, that sort of thing.
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.

I have a confession to make, a sordid tale of deceit, unnatural acts of baking, and...lack of taste buds, I suppose.
A few days after we all graduated, my high school nakama and I baked chicken chocolate chip cookies. It was an in joke we'd had for a while, and we finally actualized it on the birthday of the guy who started it. One of our, er, nakamates was a little late, so we just told him we'd made some cookies, and he was all "You didn't put chicken in these, ha ha? Too bad, that would have been great...Hey...these taste a little...moist."
Then we took them to a graduation party and fed them to our unknowing fellow graduates.
A few months later, we baked them again, this time at my house...and while we left them out, my parents ate all of them. And somehow completely failed to notice that there was chicken in the cookies.
Productivity is for people without internet connections. -Count Dorku