while i may be all environmental no toilet flushing bla bla bla, one thing that gets the porcelain bowl swirling in our home is mushy cereal.

i get nauseas when i touch wet mushy cereal.

i hate changing the garbage and there being liquid at the bottom of it. that really bothers me. and i can’t dump wet cereal into the garbage because if it leaked, i would be livid and nauseas. a very bad combination. and i cant dump it in the sink, because mooshy cereal doesn’t go down the drain very well. and pulling the cereal out of the drain, oh that is even more dissgossting than washing garbage cans that don’t get daily cleanings.

my only option, therefore, is to toss it down the toilet.

i just find the texture of that wet cereal revolting. and actually the taste is pretty vile too. when i eat cereal i prefer to eat it 1/4 cup at a time, so that it doesn’t have the time to get soggy. or even better, i’ll eat my cereal with yogurt instead of milk.

my fingers are odd like this. they have adverse reactions to some textures.

they are also supersensitive. if the little blue plastic thingie isn’t covering my ipod, i can feel it vibrating. it causes my fingers to tingle. i don’t like that at all. no one believes me that i can feel the ipod thrumming, but i can. in our spare time, for entertainment purposes, charles and i have done tests where my eyes were covered and i had to tell him when he turned the ipod on and off. every single time, i got it right.

the sight of the cereal flakes, slowly losing individual shape and morphing into one slimy undefined communistic lump is enough to make me purse my lips and shake my head as i write this. i unfortunately don’t believe in forcing kids to finish their food, however if they don’t start disposing of their unfinished cereal in the manner which i find least offensive, i may start giving them smoothies for breakfast. smoothies, it is worth nothing, slide nicely down the drain.