Tuesday, February 14, 2006
some valentine-like mutterings (which is all i'm afraid i can muster)
so i know this is really the cheap way out but in honor of valentines day and all, i thought i'd share some of my chat dialogue i had with my sister, Amanda, earlier today.
"Amanda and me on Valentines Day"
Amanda: AND HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
me: oh crap...yeah thanks
i hate this day so bad
Amanda: oh honey no.
me: sorry i do
me: well...is you doing something with yer hubby toonight?
Amanda: he works until around 10
Amanda: but I did buy us laser tag to play around our apartment.
oh the visual
Amanda: yes... naked
hah! just kidding!
me: no no no noooooooooooo!!!!!
Amanda: don't visualize!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: too late
Amanda: you visualized
Amanda: you pervert
me: you're the one who bought the laser tag.
"More Amanda and me on Valentines Day"
Amanda: so.. things are crappy for me too...
me: i'm misery. you're company. i love you.
Amanda: well now that's a valentine if I've ever heard one
me: totally. actually i saw the headline for an article that was talking about how the anti-valentine market was booming
we're all just so bitter
Amanda: love stinks
me: and ugly
Amanda: that reminds me of that Seinfeld where Jerry and Elaine are talking about dating
Jerry asks Elaine what percentage of the population is datable
she says 30%
he says, "No way, it's like 4-6 percent!"
and she says, "Then how are all these people getting together?"
and he says, "Alcohol."
me: hahahahhah! I can see his face when he delivers the punchline.
i may have to blog that
Amanda: I heart Jerry Seinfeld
"Amanda and me on the happiness factor and its ratio to how well you type"
Amanda: and it will be a glorious day
me: in glorious place
in A glorious plae...OH SHOOT.
Amanda: sound it out...
I really feel sorry for you..
me: i don't wanna live anymore
Amanda: good luck finding a valentine with YOUR lack of typing skills!
me: i loaf you, argentine!
that's why i'm alone!
Amanda: honey, listen
someday a certain special someone is going to want to see how many words you can type a minute--ACCURATELY
and you don't want to watch him walk away, do you?
Amanda: then type, dammit!!! Type like the wind!! Don't stop until you've done it!!!
me: but i caaaaaaan't!!!
Amanda: losers say can't!!
are you a loser!?
Amanda: (interlude: can you believe how long this conversation has lasted?)
Finally, "Amanda and me brainstorm"
me: Amanda, what should I write a play about?
Amanda: I still think you should do something with mom's idea
Amanda: the musical about being a therapist
i'm trying to think of a catchy title...
Fix It Yourself, Moron!
The 50-Minute Me Fest
It's Always About You (a love ballad)
Amanda: The Tramp Slept with My Brother dance number
me: Doormat Disco
Who Said That?: Skitzy's Sonnet
so many possibilities....
me: Sybil is My Soul Sister - a duet
me: okay,...I'm saving this chat.
good material here
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