Friday, October 5, 2007

Standard Breakfast Conversation

Me:      So Amy and I were talking about how different people handle being insecure around new people. Like when she gets shy or uncomfortable she gets more talky, which is the opposite of how I deal. I was terrified socially when I was young so I developed a bitchy exterior to deflect having to talk to people, you know, as a defense for being shy.

Drew:   Well, you must be REALLY shy then…

Me:      Not so shy I can't smother you with a pillow when you're sleeping.

Drew:   My life is going to be hell until Halloween, isn't it?

Me:      You mean the day that I am restored to my rightful throne as Queen of the Universe?

Drew:   No, I mean the day that you dress like a whore and pretend it's 1989. Oh wait, that's every day.

Me:      Don't worry, babe, you're on the guest list. Can you rub my feet now?

Drew:   Sigh...




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