Potpourri

Originally posted April 3, 2006

There's something good, yet oddly disturbing, about prunes.

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I've decided that I really can't stand when people mix up everyday and every day. Everyday (one word) is an adjective...it modifies what comes after it. Such as, "that wasn't your everyday type of thing," or "I went through my everyday routine."

(Oo, side note, I just got an extra-squishy prune. Eeeek....it's disturbing! OK, tastes OK....*shudder* the texture is just weird!)

Anyway, every day (two words) means daily. "I walk to work every day." Or "I drink a glass of milk every day."

I can't stand when I walk by this one restaurant on the way to work and there's a sign that says "Open until 11 p.m. everyday." Why not add a sign that says, "Have you're cake and eat it to."

So, that's your word lesson for today. And every day. Two words. Period.

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Every night (two words, haha!) Ryan and I watch "Cheaters." It is possibly the cheesiest show on TV, and Joey Grieco is super- ... well, I can't think of an appropriate word. I make no excuses for us watching this garbage. But there's a certain evil joy in seeing what happens when people confront their significant others about cheating on them...and have the proof on tape.

What ALWAYS gets us is how the cheater will always says to the cheatee, "How could you do this to me?" indicating the cameras and being put on national TV.

Yeah, how about "how could you cheat on your boy/girlfriend and then tell them they're in the wrong for having you followed by a private investigator?"

Hellloooo...if you cheat, expect to face the consequences sooner or later. Why not just break up with your boy/girlfriend...why go through all the trouble of sneaking around, lying, etc., and then eventually getting caught? Wouldn't it be a lot better anyway if you just broke up, because then your ex could at least not think of you as a cheater?

Doesn't make sense. Although it's not like a lot of things in human nature do. But ultimately, if you cheat, and then you get caught and broadcast on TV, you are just about the last person who has any right to say "how could you do this to me." In my opinion, you have zero rights to privacy at that moment.

If you're gonna be a dog, might as well be in the doghouse. And ain't no one gonna be throwing you any bones.

Lacey commented: I <3 Cheaters!