19 June 2008

CRY ME A BOATHOUSE

Exposition: My friends Kitty and Greg are having a double-birthday party this weekend. I, being that one New Yorker with a car, offered to drive her to pick up the keg for the party.

Kitty: so I said I’d pick up the stuff between noon and 1. Sound kosher?
Little Bill: yes
Little Bill: sure just wake me up early on my day off. :-P
Kitty: :(
Little Bill: ’s ok
Kitty: :’(
Kitty: tears
Little Bill: yeah yeah
Little Bill: sure sure
Kitty: see the tears?
Little Bill: cry me a river
Kitty: (I can’t type a river….)
Kitty: ~~~~~~~~?
Little Bill: hahaha
Kitty: ocean?
Kitty: ~~~~~~^~~~~~ sharks
Little Bill: haha.
Little Bill: now cry me a boathouse
Kitty: dammit!

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Also, sorry for the lack of entries lately… I just haven’t had much to say as of late. That’ll change I’m sure!

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