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First of all, no one knows what happen to my ring. This is a little sad. But perhaps it just means I have to buy myself another piece of jewelry. There was more salt rubbed into the no-ring situation this weekend, as someone I know received a nice big honking ring.

This is off topic, I need to publicly declare that I have no desire to be married or have babies. Would I like a nice big honking ring (NBHR)? Sure. Jewelry is pretty. And I get the symbolism of it...ie: "I love you enough to invest in jewelry". But I know that neither kids nor marriage is any sort of commitment. Frankly, I don't know if I could have said the same thing 5, 10 years ago. I came from the 'perfect' family scenario. Two-point-five kids and a dog and a car or two parked in the driveway. You date, you marry, you have babies, and everything is happily ever after. It's a nice ideal, but I don't know if that's something that works for me, right now. So, what I'm saying is: Please Fuck Off.

No, not you. I love you.

I mean, specifically, my family.

Anyway.

The original intent of this post was to talk about my latest pet peeve. It relates to toilets.

Public toilets, specifically.

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

If you are in a public washroom with more than two stalls, there is absolutely no reason to use the stall directly next to mine. That's why I always try to take an end stall. Why do you want to be so close to me? Has it occurred to you that there is a mere 1/2 inch wide metal divide between us? Do you know that there are hundreds of thousands particulates in the air and that particulates are actually tiny particles, which means we are eating each other's poop?! Listen. I'm sure you're great, but I don't want you to listen to me pee, much less breathe, nor do I want to have to sit through your straining when inserting your tampon. Please, from now on, ensure that here is a buffer stall at all times. Thank you.

(I feel the need to publish this over the webber-nets since, seriously, like, EVERYTIME, I've used the public washroom in the last 3 months, SOMEONE has taken the stall right next to mine. )

I hate having to use public toilets. I would even go so far as to say that I loathe it. I can't ever really recall having to use the public toilets through out the day when I was in elementary school and I wonder if perhaps my awkwardness around them now isn't some sort of throw back to never having become familiar with them as a child.
Regardless, I am somewhat inclined to print this post off and tape it in public bathrooms all around my city.

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