:/ I know the feeling.
I wish I had a dish washer. ;_; Doing the dishes is such a horrendous chore. I'd rather do laundry but Alan and I flipped a coin and I got stuck with dishes. I always get stuck with dishes.
Be like the Greeks. Smash them. On Alan, preferably.
"And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.'"
I couldn't ever do anything to hurt Alan (unless I'm PMSing which I'm not). He's like a big teddy bear. When we first met I thought he was stupid man-whore, but he's just this big shy kid who pretends to be an ass. He's like me, but way more sensitive.
Hit him with a brick. He'll learn.
"And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.'"
The best way to solve this is ... yep porn! ... no no no that's not funny is it ఠ_ఠ