Patrick and myself today:
“I liked the Twizzler dress.”
“You just scared me. I had zoned out, and that was like a ZAP.”
Later: “TWIZZLER.”
“Quizmn! I’m working in Quizmn!”
“Oh for God’s sake. It’s a novel. Was he born on a cold dark day?”
“THE AIR IS THICK AND STILL.”
“Wah wah wah, everything’s harder for Sheila than it is for everybody else! I am so sorry. I’m being a baby.”
“It’s okay. I bitch sometimes, too.”
“Damn, Gina!”
“I do not want to hear about the West Nile Virus when I am cooking a sausage.”
“Oh FUCK why do you show me the font and the fucking HTML form information – I do not want that! DON’T SHOW IT TO ME. I AM NOT RETARDED.”
“Don’t mind me. It’s just my ADD kicking in.”
“I totally understand.”
