Conversations While I am washing dishes
I often preform other tasks while I am on the computer. Most of the time I have extended conversations with -b during that time. I will check back often to see the progress of the conversation and add whatever comment I feel needs to be made. This one was a GEM.
-b (4:42:15 PM): carol anne, carol anne. come to the keyboard carol anne
R. (5:27:07 PM): first off, weetabix was just wrong
-b (5:27:22 PM): WRONG
-b (5:27:23 PM): WRONG WRONG WRONG
-b (5:27:28 PM): i was all NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo, after i finished reading it
R. (5:27:46 PM): two entries of Uncle Bob and we were none the wiser
R. (5:28:00 PM): secondly SHE IS A THIEF
-b (5:28:05 PM): i did say WHAAAAA like Ra- when i read the part about susie boning the pool goddess
R. (5:28:35 PM): addle brained
-b (5:28:35 PM): that was lifted from you
-b (5:28:57 PM): and then bleeding from the eye sockets, i'm sure we've said something like that
R. (5:29:05 PM): oh yes
-b (5:29:24 PM): i think our thoughts aren't coherent enough; we need to string them together in a more uniformed manner
-b (5:29:46 PM): oh and if were to spend six hours writing an entry.... SIX HOURS
-b (5:35:04 PM): so tomorrow i have to meet with an "investment advisor"
-b (5:35:54 PM): i've mentioned before i am hemorrhaging money
R. (5:36:14 PM): yes
-b (5:36:30 PM): i'll end up owing tgt and bby money at the rate they are bleeding it off
-b (5:36:50 PM): the advisor suggested i "diversify"
-b (5:37:03 PM): i was thinking, "not before bby rebounds like a dick hungry sorority bitch"
-b (5:37:11 PM): bby stock did not just nose dive, it was all like flight 175: fly into wtc 1 at 500+ mph and see what happens
R. (5:38:14 PM): noooooooo
R. (5:38:23 PM): oh last night T. and K.are talking
R. (5:38:31 PM): they see a Penske truck pull up
-b (5:38:35 PM): t is [manager]?
R. (5:38:37 PM): and wonder if j. was dropping by
R. (5:38:37 PM): yes
R. (5:38:42 PM): he is of course moving
R. (5:38:49 PM): and I said "No he is using Ryder"
R. (5:39:05 PM): and you'll know because I've asked him to abandon it in front of the store this weekend
-b (5:39:10 PM): noooooo
R. (5:39:27 PM): it is still too soon for those kind of jokes
-b (5:40:12 PM): well aside from you, i would NEVER use that flight 175 joke on anyone
-b (5:40:19 PM): actually i probably would, but i wouldn't intimate the nature of it's demise
-b (5:40:42 PM): i'd be all "i wish someone would drop a flight 175 on her poor ass", meaning "i wish a flaming 110 story building would collapse on her"
R. (5:41:08 PM): you are not like me, saying stuff like: WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE BEEN IN TOWER 1
-b (5:41:25 PM): no, i guess i'm not. and having J. say "R.! THAT'S JUST SADISTIC"
-b (5:42:15 PM): i don't enjoying shocking people so much as i do making them look stupid, even if i'm the only one who knows they are stupid
-b (5:42:43 PM): and they think i'm stupid for making references to tragedies that they have no real recollection of, save the date, which is plastered on bumper stickers on SUV's across this "great" land of ours
-b (5:43:09 PM): i guarantee in fifty years they'll just move flag day to 9/11
-b (5:43:33 PM): why are there so many flags out?
-b (5:43:39 PM): cause it's nine eleven
-b (5:43:47 PM): oh
-b (5:43:52 PM): dumbass americans
-b (5:43:53 PM): i hate us
-b (5:46:40 PM): that cloud that cloud that led moses into the desert, yeah, right over the house. i'm kept looking at the clock thinking "is it eight already"
-b (5:46:53 PM): it's probably god.
-b (5:47:02 PM): he didn't like that TEO911 joke of mine
-b (5:47:56 PM): and since he DID pilot the plane into the towers, he probably isn't keen on me bringing levity to the fact he was wiping out infidels
R. (5:50:04 PM): oh I am on the floor
-b (5:53:19 PM): i need FOOD
-b (5:53:32 PM): and then there is the issue of this cloud outside my window
-b (5:53:45 PM): perhaps it's electromagnetic energy is disturbing my wavelength
R. (5:54:24 PM): I am washing dishes
R. (5:54:32 PM): our rainy reprieve is over, it is 81
R. (5:54:41 PM): it will get hotter as the days go on
-b (5:55:00 PM): well it's a godda... i shouldn't say that with Him just outside the window
-b (5:55:05 PM): it's a friggin broiler here, 88 degrees
-b (5:55:32 PM): and the humidity is now at LIQUID phase
-b (5:56:05 PM): i walked across the parking lot to the municipal building to fetch some items from risk mgmt, came back and looked like i'd been sprayed with pam
-b (5:56:33 PM): that got me wondering about those greasy immigrant types and how they achieve that "wet" look -- when it isn't even humid. i was curious, then kelly handed me a stack of shit and i lost interest
-b (5:57:20 PM): in the immigrant types. and no i wasn't terribly interested in what she handed me since it meant i had to WORK and we were dead
It is things like this that keep me from finishing the dishes in a timely manner.
Oh well.
Two Fingers,
R.