25th
June
2008
Chat excerpts from him (downstairs) and I (upstairs), or why we’re spending a bit too much time together
Carly: help! what’s the name of that greek pastry i like, with the pistachios? the name is on the tip of my tongue…
emcdougall: uuuuh…uummmm
Carly: well. you are SO helpful
emcdougall: gyro
Carly: dude
emcdougall: drawing a blank too…
Carly: baklava!
emcdougall: yes! balaclava!
Carly: don’t forget to find your contacts. there, i reminded you TWICE
emcdougall: ?
Carly: you asked me last night to remind you
emcdougall: you’re an idiot
Carly: (pounding floor above Eric’s head with her foot) that was me CRUSHING YOUR HEAD
emcdougall: I think you broke the house
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