| deny me and be doomed. ( @ 2006-02-12 21:26:00 |
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"The-the devil, th-th-the devil"
This actually happened a few days ago but it was funny so I'm writing it down. Beats doing math test corrections, yes?
Jubles and I are pretending to go out, because we are weird. Well really I am weird and Jubles knows just to go with the flow. Ergo we are doing the line-waiting sway (aka that annoying thing where the guy like encages the girl in his arms, or would if Jubles weren't about 1 inch taller than me).
Enter Josh.
Josh: You two would make a really good couple.
Jubles: ... She's a little short for me.
Me: Hmph! It is so over. Again.
Josh: Wh-wh-what? You two actually went out?
Me: Mmmhmm. For like forty seconds. To screw with people's heads.
Jubles: Yeah that was really mean.
Me: Fuck you.
Jubles: .... No.
Then later, I'm talking to Josh
Josh: So wait, are you guys really back together? (Proceeds to do this adorable Snoopy-style happy dance.)
Me: No ... Jubles and I have never gone out.
Josh looks heartbroken.
Okay, I guess you had to be there. But it was funny!! Jubles or Josh, if you're reading this leave a comment and tell people it was funny. Because it was.
Also, this weekend my parents and I went up to Napa with Lyla's parents (but not Lyla) for ahi salad and duck with caramelized onions and honey parfait and art and free chocolate. Money.
And Meredith is Dr. Phil. The end.