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2001-05-21 :: 8:44 p.m.
Sundaygirl: Yo Nips Sundaygirl: it's all good in the hood TacoNipples: excellent Sundaygirl: you? TacoNiples: good TacoNipples: you still working? Sundaygirl: Always TacoNipples: that's good TacoNipples: i'm not TacoNipples: it's really nice Sundaygirl: you're a lucky man. TacoNipples: damn straight Sundaygirl: i got an extra mouth to feed TacoNipples: doggie? Sundaygirl: word. Sundaygirl: how's your dating life? TacoNipples: hit or miss at the moment TacoNipples: and you? still seeing whoever it is/was? Sundaygirl: Same. Sundaygirl: I'm seeing someone on and off, but I wouldn't call it a thing yet Sundaygirl: so he still goes by the title "The Boy" Sundaygirl: as in "I'm seeing The Boy tonight." TacoNipples: gotcha TacoNipples: you should upgrade to men sometime Sundaygirl: They all start as boys until they prove otherwise TacoNipples: of course TacoNipples: what do they have to do, open a door for you? Sundaygirl: god no, you must be joking Sundaygirl: it's more mental. Sundaygirl: I guess. Sundaygirl: What do I know. TacoNipples: this sounds suspiciously like "the test" in diner Sundaygirl: diner, the movie? TacoNipples: yeah Sundaygirl: I've only seen it once, i don't remember... TacoNipples: one of them comes up with a test for girls based on their knowledge of baseball statistics TacoNipples: ok, maybe it's not like that TacoNipples: never mind... TacoNipples: so, nice pic of you i'm seeing here Sundaygirl: oh my icon Sundaygirl: yes, well, gotta make things spiffy TacoNipples: true dat TacoNipples: i need to thank you for my new favorite word; doppelganger TacoNipples: love it Sundaygirl: oh, why's that? Sundaygirl: have you found yours? TacoNipples: no, it's just a good word Sundaygirl: Yes. Yes it is. TacoNipples: still moving to greece? Sundaygirl: That's the plan. Sundaygirl: how did you know? did I tell you? TacoNipples: i have certain, "gifts" TacoNipples: yes, you told me Sundaygirl: Ohhh... I don't remember anything anymore. TacoNipples: i'm actually amazed that i remeber as much as i do from our last chat TacoNipples: i'm usually pretty high for these you know Sundaygirl: are you high now? TacoNipples: no, haven't gotten around to it yet Sundaygirl: i need to find something in this house to dull the senses. TacoNipples: cheap wine and weed does an admirable job Sundaygirl: except that i have neither and i will have to rely on my creativity TacoNipples: well then, any cleanig products? you could start huffing. Sundaygirl: Oh for god's sake. TacoNipples: just a suggestion TacoNipples: i'd be happy to sell you some "pants" if you want Sundaygirl: I could use a pair. Sundaygirl: or seventeen. Sundaygirl: OH MY god wait Sundaygirl: i just found pants Sundaygirl: this has got to be a joke TacoNipples: i don't think we're talking about the same thing Sundaygirl: weed, right TacoNipples: maybe we are Sundaygirl: i just found some. TacoNipples: you found some in your house? Sundaygirl: is this mine? Sundaygirl: it must be. Sundaygirl: yeah in my desk drawer TacoNipples: you live alone, right? Sundaygirl: I crack me up. yeah i live alone TacoNipples: well then you'll sleep deep tonight Sundaygirl: rock. TacoNipples: party on wayne Sundaygirl: party on garth Sundaygirl: so, who's the lady these days? Sundaygirl: gossip with me TacoNipples: which lady? mine? Sundaygirl: no, mine. Sundaygirl: yeah yours TacoNipples: there is no lady at this time, sad to say TacoNipples: and it's springtime! TacoNipples: and i have no job, no reason to get up early Sundaygirl: no shit. Sundaygirl: get crackin, Nips TacoNipples: i know, i know TacoNipples: i've at least been going out lately TacoNipples: that increases the odds Sundaygirl: where you been going? TacoNipples: out with "the boys", stc. TacoNipples: the odd bar Sundaygirl: yes, yes Sundaygirl: me and my girls, we do the same circuit TacoNipples: it's not really my style though Sundaygirl: it gets tedious TacoNipples: don't know what IS my style Sundaygirl: you want a honey to cuddle up with in bed and smoke pot all day TacoNipples: exactly Sundaygirl: you might have to hang in washington square park TacoNipples: hey! Sundaygirl: and chat up the hippie girls. TacoNipples: i'm not desperate here! Sundaygirl: ha ha TacoNipples: damn hippie girls! never again! Sundaygirl: but you always return to what's familiar Sundaygirl: you can never get far from what you left behind Sundaygirl: blah blah blh TacoNipples: so who do you think that leaves you with, following that logic? Sundaygirl: Kindly shut up/ TacoNipples: you find your rolling papers? Sundaygirl: yes i did. TacoNipples: make good use of them now Sundaygirl: i know how to roll a joint TacoNipples: me too, it's hard to roll and type, i'm discovering ... TacoNipples: everything all right over there? Sundaygirl: oh h fine Sundaygirl: just fine... TacoNipples: glad to hear it Sundaygirl: how YOU doin'? TacoNipples: i'm doin' good. REAL good... TacoNipples: how YOU doin'? Sundaygirl: goooood.... Sundaygirl: this convo is going to devolve into retardationn really soon i can tell TacoNipples: there's no need for that to happen Sundaygirl: right right Sundaygirl: i'll snap out of it. TacoNipples: why aren't you out with "the boy" tonight or something? Sundaygirl: "The Boy" I saw on Friday TacoNipples: a weekend thing only, eh Sundaygirl: Sometimes. Sundaygirl: Somtimes he takes me to dinner during the week Sundaygirl: we're so civilized it's vomitous TacoNipples: that's fabulous Sundaygirl: meh TacoNipples: sounds like you really enjoy it Sundaygirl: No, it's good. He has all the qualities any sane, normal girl would look for. TacoNipples: then clearly he's all wrong for you Sundaygirl: You know it, kid. TacoNipples: does he? Sundaygirl: He doesn't mind. TacoNipples: then there you go Sundaygirl: he's good for now. Until...oh I don't know until what. TacoNipples: why worry about until Sundaygirl: Until sucks. TacoNipples: it always sticks it neck in Sundaygirl: i hate until. TacoNipples: NOW is the word Sundaygirl: WORD Sundaygirl: And right NOW is alright TacoNipples: exactly Sundaygirl: dont you know, the heart is a pesky little organ. i hate the heart as much as i hate until. Sundaygirl: oh my god i'm high. TacoNipples: me too ... Sundaygirl: ok my conentration is zero nowI forgot the computer was on TacoNipples: ok, talk to you later Sundaygirl: later skater |