I think it's just ah, like, not necessarily a problem, man...but more of a condition. Aw fuck it. I think I'll just have a white Russian or two and abide. Oh shit. My special lady friend is starting to clean the house. She may be unaware of the condition my condition is in. I'm on the couch...do I pretend like I'm sleeping till the cleaning wave passes by me, like waiting for a tornado to pass? Or should I wait till she's out of the line of sight and real stealth like grab my beverage and slip out the door?
The possum makes a wonderful spirit animal
Consider his guile.
He is the dude of the animal kingdom avoiding stress and conflict by feigning unconsciousness.
Look to the possum dude.
Look to the possum.
Are you talking about google possum. :-* :'( :o
We're each on our own journey, man. My special lady fiend is an OCD cleaning freak. That's cool. I'm not. That's cool, too. My biggest problem is when, like now, we're traveling and I have to kill like 45 minutes because she needs to unpack EVERYTHING or scour the grout or whatever. But she can't relax until that shit is done. I get that. So I'm drinking tequila. It works out if you let it.
Wait until she is out of the line of sight then drink.