… am I the only one that has done this? Without malicious intent its just a trip on the subway but you don’t know where you’re going. Or as me and my hippy dippy friends used to say “letting the universe decide where you’re going”.

They also don't really exist, not like Hannibal. Great fun to watch, but he doesn't exist in real life.

That coin toss in the air where he's deciding on life or death and he was just so nonchalant and cheery about it... hideously terrifying!

Its state by state I think...

Alternate version;

I got use "my cat ate my homework" once.

I tried to call in the day I had to put my rat down (why do they all get cancer!?) but my boss just laughed at me and made me come in... and then sent me home early because apparently my constant weeping was upsetting the customers.

Ha! When i was in grade school I developed a stomach ulcer (I was a very highstrung child) and the teacher had a "stomach ache kit" for me in her desk and when I got a stomach ache I would get a tablespoon of medicine and a digestive biscuit and I'd get to lay down on a mat in the corner for an hour.

I see other people are on this; but I've sprained my ankle so bad I couldn't stand on it for a week. Swelled up like a balloon but oddly didn't bruise at all.

That star is for your awesome sounding Dad adopting your brother!

Hello fellow Canuck!

The one thing I've learned from Serial, and the letters from death row series on Gawker, is people will take any plea offered just to end the hellish nightmare that is being in Jail and going to court over and over again. You say you'd fight now, but at the time... it may be different.

Thats crazytalk! I was ungreyed on Jez pretty quick after the revolution, but I never got my black back on Gawker... so sad. (I used to comment there more than Jez tbh)

See I've always wondered if this would help! Like if we emptied the cupboards and got them to put them away from blank, so that they are deciding where it all goes and how, would that help them later on "know" where things go?

Jesus, it sounds like your married to my ex-husband... only he'd say "I don't know how" and burst into tears... (dude had some issues)

LOL - I was quite ill last year, with limited mobility for months (don't hit your head on a brick wall, it really sucks.) I am commonly known in our house as "the food lady", all humans and animals in the house are fed by me twice a day, everyday. So me suddenly being forced to stay still for days and weeks on end led…

How are you in grey? O_O

Aw, thats sweet!

I got nothing for you there! Cleaning as procrastination is a disease we all have!

So, I have a solution, but it kind of sucks. You need to be there with him while he does it. Its weird, it feels redundant, but if I'm there chatting with him about the day etc. he'll hand off the few items that are "I don't know where this goes" (despite it going in the same spot for the last 6 years) AND he won't be…