Random Story Time!
The other day I was at work, and I was bored out of my mind. So..after sitting around playing with random things on my desk, I got up to go to the kitchen to see what there was to eat. Carol was sitting next to me, but she was checking out patients (in the context of having to check them out of their room and such), and so she couldnt talk to me to entertain me. So I go into the kitchen...and I find...zomgosh! Cheesecake! I do -not- like cheesecake. So what do I do in my bordom? I get a big slice of cheesecake, and I take it back to my desk next to Carol, and I start eating it. After Im about half way done, she gets finished with a patient, looks at me kinda funny, and asks me why Im eating cheesecake when I despise it. To this day, I have not the slightest idea of why I was eating cheesecake, and to this day I still hate it.
So I tried thinking of a word to explain why I was eating something I hated without any reason whatsoever. After thinking for a few seconds, I told her it was called culinary masochism. xD
The Gay and Bi Guys Guild
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