Last night, I said something about how I've been trying to eat lower carb lately - and she interrupts mid-word to inform me "that's stupid." I blink, back off verbally, and say "well, I'm not talking about a full-out Atkins type thing, just -" and she interrupts again. "That's still stupid. You can't cut down on carbs and lose weight. You can't cut down on carbs and get anything done. You need carbs for energy. You certainly can't go to school full-time and work full-time and cut down on carbs."
Someone comments on the thunder we were having that night. I throw in that it makes me miss the really heavy thunderstorms I grew up with in Alabama, and she jumps in combatively again. "It's been thundering pretty heavily here tonight!" Uhhh... okay. "Well, we have gotten quite a lot of thunder tonight. I just meant that I grew up used to thunderstorms that really shook the house." (The thunder had been frequent, but quite gentle.) "The house shook several times tonight!" It's not even that she's for some reason "defending south carolina", she's from Ohio and never misses a chance to bag on this state. So, seriously, the FUCK, over?
She pulled the exact same type shit two or three times tonight. And when instead of diving into a pointless argument with her, I said "do you have to pick at me every time I open my mouth?" she said "I pick at everybody. And I'm not picking at you, I'm trying to educate you." Wow. Just, wow.
I don't know what the hell her problem is all of a sudden, but after she left tonight I told Kristin (Nate's girlfriend) that from here on out whenever I walk in and see Niki there, I think I'm just going to start drinking immediately.