prosaic

i like to leave closets or cupboards loaded with potential energy. [i'm sure physicists could tear that apart as just about everything has potential energy.] [but then, if they are reading over your shoulder, punch them in the face and call it a gravitational fluctuation.] [ha, take that!]

what i meant before the domestic violence started was that i like when things are falling as i am closing the door, and the door stops the fall. then — maybe you can see where this is going — the next person to open said enclosure will have a surprise.

also, i am pretty sure that i have never, in my entire life, cooked the right amount of pasta. i always overestimate it. usually by a lot. landfills are closing because they cannot contain it all.