A transcript of a conversation that took place around lunchtime today (my phone automatically records all my calls, so this is verbatim what was said)
Rebecca: So I hear you’re having hormone issues.
Me: Damn J.C…
Rebecca: (After laughing) Yeah, right. I read your Diary, bitch. Out of all the pictures you have of me, why did you post the one I hate the most?
Me: (After several moments of silence) Yeah, I gots nothing. I just thought it was funny. (Laughing) Are you mad at me?
Rebecca: (Laughing) Hell no. Just post a better one of me. I need to be redeemed!
Me: Fine. Where did I put those butt nakeds…
Rebecca: Don’t make me come over there. I swear I will.
Me: (Randomly clicking away at the computer) Definitely looking for butt nakeds now…
Rebecca: (Laughing) God I hate you sometimes. I’ll be over tonight.
Me: Send me a picture and I’ll post that on tonight’s entry. I don’t want to post any of the ones I have.
So, here’s what she sent:
I loves me some Rebecca!
Anyway, I spent most of the day writing in preparation for the chaotic week ahead, because I seriously doubt I’ll have much time to write for a while. This week at least. Literally every day this week has something attached to it that will take most, if not all, of the day. But, on the plus side, I should meet all my deadlines this month because of all the extra writing I did this weekend! Including getting my first newsletter out, which I am retarded excited about.
Anyway, I’m going to go – Rebecca should be here any minute, and we’re going to (among other things) watch Gone Girl, a movie I’ve been wanting to see for a long time now.
So, until tomorrow.