I was going to vent about how I'm having some trouble adjusting to living here, but looking at the threads tonight, it looks like we could all use a laugh instead, or at least a cocked eyebrow. So, a typical conversation in the Sarah/Charlie household:
Me: Why did you hang your towel on the shower curtain rod when it would have been just as easy to hang it on the hook on the door like we always do?
Charlie: Because I'm not normal! Only normal people do that!
Me: *switches towel to door* Okay, I just fixed it.
Charlie: Ha ha, that means you're normal!
Me: But I just told you I have this strange compulsion to lick the cats sometimes. Doesn't that make me abnormal?
Charlie: Maybe, but moving the towel just made you normal again!
Me: There's a cat right here. Maybe I should lick it.
Charlie: *opens bedroom door and stares at me*
Me: *licks cat*
Charlie and me: *laugh uproariously*
So, I think I figured out why my relationship works.

Our Story MAJORLY UPDATED 8/6/09
Wouldn't it be nice to live together in the kind of world where we belong?