housewife ftw
- Annie: whew, i wish i had a husband
- so i could think of these things all the time
- and not have to work
I stopped posting because it was brought to my attention that this wasn’t as awesome as I thought it was. It’s like SITTING IN A ROOM. Such high praise. @@ [@@ is the new eyeroll meme. love it.]
Q: Do you like our tumblr?
A: haha its like sitting in a room with you guys. so yeah i like that.
Q: That is an interesting way of looking at it… but does that mean it is not interesting?
A: to others it may not be.
[I was offline for 6 hours.]
Noon email:
From: Annie
To: Rachie
Subject: where are youuuuuu?
working?
2pm chat:
Annie: HELLO
I WAS ABT TO TXT U
why r u at home?
me: I WAS NOT DEAD
Annie: r u sick?
Saturday night. NYC. Gallery Bar. Song comes on.
I beam, I dance, Anne’s jaw drops, followed by disgust.
Me: “What?”
Anne: “Did he just say ‘I got my drink and my pussy’?”
Me: “…”
(It was Cassidy/Swizz Beatz. ‘My Drink N My 2 Step’)