I have been scolding inanimate objects.

Because I'm tired and irritable due to disease, and I'm also covered in small poorly-trained dogs whenever I stop moving for a couple seconds, so I've been spending a lot of time engaged in scolding of small things.

So,

*I lose my grip on the jar lid and it falls on the floor*

"NO! BAD!"

*dogs rush over to look at me anxiously, jump on my legs; I leave the jar lid on the floor because I cannot bend over; dogs later deliver it to me in chewed-up form*

A second ago I noticed I was almost out of tea and thought about making more. I get dizzy when I reach up into the kitchen cabinets right now, and the tea stuff's up in the cabinets, so I thought in mulish manner, "Not until those cabinets learn to behave themselves."

I am writing a girls only activity book

called "Girl's Glamorous Guide To Destroying Human Consensus Reality."



The boys’ version is "Boy’s Brilliant Guide To Cleaning Fluids." Lots of useful information about cleaning up every kind of fluid off any conceivable surface.