November 13, 2007
I understand that, as social creatures, we are driven to group in order to survive. I understand that generally those groups fare better than loners, who are seen as potentially dangerous variables in the eyes of the societal whole. I get all that. But why does this mean i have to depend on someone elseís moods to dictate if thereís an inch-thick sludge of cold, congealed egg, five-times-cooked macaronis and stinking, unidentifiable whatever in my kitchen sink? This canít be better. Iím not increasing my odds for survival; Iím increasing my odds for vomiting until i die.