"Woah," I said, "It'd be great if I could lactate. Then I could make cheese out of it!"
And so, in a graceful, neat, and completely inadvertent utterance, yesterday I somehow managed to combine two obsessions of mine, one of longstanding, the other a recent discovery - lactating males and cheese-making.
Yesterday I also made a partial list of my obsessions. It included -
- Beer making
- Cheese making
- Zine making
- Richmond football club
- The literature of Dan Brown
I should have got together quite a list by the time I am old.
UPDATE! - It probably says something about me- well of course it does, this whole post is about me - but those who know me better will probably not be at all surprised by the revelation about lactating males, but may even be a little shocked by the revelation about Richmond.
Admittedly I'm still working on that little obsession but it's getting along quite healthily at the moment.
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4 comments:
I'm more disturbed by the words 'literature' and 'Dan Brown' existing together without a qualifying negative word.
Speaking of important literature I spotted a chap reading Fifty Shades of Grey on the peak hour train yesterday. He held it as far away from himself as possible, and as he read he had a half smile of disdain, seeming to blur into a look of complete disbelief, on his face.
There was a reason they sold so well in e-book format.
Hehe. You are undoubtedly correct. That said, the other day the Baron spotted three women on the train reading the book, simultaneously.
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