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commotiocordisI've been a vegetarian for like 5 years. And yesterday I decided that I need to start eating fish. Because I'm trying to lose weight, but all I eat is carbs and I get maybe 1/5 of the protein you're supposed to get in a day. Which is bad. So I'm eating fish now.
But it's such a habit for me not to eat meat that when I had some of this leftover tuna stuff, I was sorta zoning and watching TV and about half way through I zone back in and go 'Oh my god. I'm eating animal flesh!' and spit out the bite I had in my mouth before I remembered that I had decided to eat it now.
So. Funny story. My whole family save me left about an hour and a half ago for Springfield, IL to meet my dad's brother and his kids halfway between us, and since I didn't want to go I was recruited to vacuum the house. Well, something got stuck in the vacuum a bit after they left and I spent a really long time trying to get it out. My dad comes back in some 20 minutes later (must have forgotten something) while I was trying to finagle whatever was in the way out of the vacuum pole, and I made him help me.
Oh, interlude: In the 5 minutes since I went over to the TV to tape Lisa Loeb on the Tyra show for my sister, I flipped channels and saw Cyndi Lauper on NBC and an ad for a Tina Fey show coming this season. LOL at how Cyndi Lauper is all old and still singing that SheBop song. And how practically nobody in the crowd knew the words to it. And Yay for a Tina Fey show. I'm going to have to watch that one.
Back to our story: So he unhooks the vacuum pole from the hose and starts trying to poke whatever it is out of there. By dropping butter knives down the pole. That didn't work. So he impales it on the pole of the mop. And starts using the mop pole to try and knock the stuff out of the vacuum, and it's not working because he can't get the mop pole past whatever is blocking it. He finally shoves the vacuum pole onto the mop really hard, which knocks the big wooden bead that I didn't remember sucking up out, but now the vacuum is stuck on the mop. And we're trying and trying to get it off and it's stuck on there. So he tells me to take it outside and pour water down the vacuum tube/pipe/pole thing so it will maybe loosen up. And so I'm trying again to get the vacuum off the pole and my dad comes back out of the house with whatever he was looking for and grabs it and pulls it off finally, but the mop handle is stuck inside the vacuum. So then we're looking for something else to stick in the vacuum to get the handle out, and we find a fishing net with a wooden handle the right size to fit in, and he uses that to knock the mop handle out, and the handle goes flying onto the roof.
And then I get back to vacuuming the whole house.
And that's my story. It was pretty darn funny at the time.
But it's such a habit for me not to eat meat that when I had some of this leftover tuna stuff, I was sorta zoning and watching TV and about half way through I zone back in and go 'Oh my god. I'm eating animal flesh!' and spit out the bite I had in my mouth before I remembered that I had decided to eat it now.
So. Funny story. My whole family save me left about an hour and a half ago for Springfield, IL to meet my dad's brother and his kids halfway between us, and since I didn't want to go I was recruited to vacuum the house. Well, something got stuck in the vacuum a bit after they left and I spent a really long time trying to get it out. My dad comes back in some 20 minutes later (must have forgotten something) while I was trying to finagle whatever was in the way out of the vacuum pole, and I made him help me.
Oh, interlude: In the 5 minutes since I went over to the TV to tape Lisa Loeb on the Tyra show for my sister, I flipped channels and saw Cyndi Lauper on NBC and an ad for a Tina Fey show coming this season. LOL at how Cyndi Lauper is all old and still singing that SheBop song. And how practically nobody in the crowd knew the words to it. And Yay for a Tina Fey show. I'm going to have to watch that one.
Back to our story: So he unhooks the vacuum pole from the hose and starts trying to poke whatever it is out of there. By dropping butter knives down the pole. That didn't work. So he impales it on the pole of the mop. And starts using the mop pole to try and knock the stuff out of the vacuum, and it's not working because he can't get the mop pole past whatever is blocking it. He finally shoves the vacuum pole onto the mop really hard, which knocks the big wooden bead that I didn't remember sucking up out, but now the vacuum is stuck on the mop. And we're trying and trying to get it off and it's stuck on there. So he tells me to take it outside and pour water down the vacuum tube/pipe/pole thing so it will maybe loosen up. And so I'm trying again to get the vacuum off the pole and my dad comes back out of the house with whatever he was looking for and grabs it and pulls it off finally, but the mop handle is stuck inside the vacuum. So then we're looking for something else to stick in the vacuum to get the handle out, and we find a fishing net with a wooden handle the right size to fit in, and he uses that to knock the mop handle out, and the handle goes flying onto the roof.
And then I get back to vacuuming the whole house.
And that's my story. It was pretty darn funny at the time.
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