ms_monkey, pygma_lion and I went for sushi last night. We ate way too much, drank sake and went for a Target run. There's nothing like a Target run after sushi. We spend tons of time making fun of the bizarre stuff they try to pawn off on people. Seriously - Scottie Biscuits? Are they made of Scotties? Ick!Anyway, over the course of the evening, they made copius fun of me for putting things away instead of letting them live in piles in my house. It's not my fault that I like things clean! Disorder grates on my nerves. I blame my cats for this, since they used to eat everything in site when they were little.
