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So I'm single now, and the first song I heard was "Foreign Object", which is NOT representative of my feelings toward my now-ex-partners-who-are-still-friends-atm but IS the kind of thing one would expect to hear immediately after two breakups, so
Jesse, brandishing newspaper inserts that I had put in the "confidential documents plz shred" pile: You filthy goblin!
Me: Hey I was really depressed a year ago!
Jesse: These are from 3 months ago!
Me: Hey I was really depressed 3 months ago...
Jesse: You're always really depressed!!!
Me: whaaaaaaaat
me: *sings "The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us" but with the word "honk" instead of lyrics*
Jesse: why are you doing this
me: cuz I wanna listen to Sufjan Stevens tbh
Jesse: so listen to Sufjan Stevens!! >:^|
me, happening to scroll to a reblogged song just as she says this: okay
Jesse, in severe nerve pain, about to fall asleep, while scritching my hair: "stimmies for mommy"
Jesse: what should I cook on thursday? I feel like turkey should happen but I've never actually made one lmao
Me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQsvcs9IB8A
Me, flopping on middle of bed: lie on me tbh!
Jesse, leaning down to whisper into my belly: the moon landing was faked
So Jesse and I have these Competing Access Needs with respect to communication, wherein I need to receive and also deliver audio in discrete chunks, and she needs to receive and deliver audio asynchronously, as the thoughts happen. This has been an Issue in the last 5 minutes, as we are making caramel swirl chocolate brownies, which went like this: Jesse: Wow. Those sure are some caramel swirls... Me: Yes,! Jesse, sarcastically: they're SO beautiful... Me: *compiling response* Jesse: Which is to say they're fugly Me: Just like y-WHOOPS
#undertale spoilers
me, on Sans's 8th attack: it's okay, I played Mario as a kid
me, halfway through San's 8th attack: it' S ok kay, IPLA YEDMARIOASAKID
me, grabbing Jesse's face: bad time!
me, opening Jesse's mouth to scream into: badtime!!!
me, unzipping Jesse's hoodie to scream inside of it: B A D T I M E !
