Excerpt of an evening
Nick: (going upstairs) Ladies...goodnight.
Nick: (upstairs now) Ladies...Ladies...goodnight.
Allie: I said goodnight.
Nick: Ladies? Goodnight?
Allie: I said it, Mallory didn't.
Mallory: (shaking head "no").
Nick: Don't you remember - well, I don't actually remember this - but don't you remember the parents at a sleepover coming in the room and being like, "Ladies...shhh. Ladies, goodnight."
Mallory: How would you know that?
Allie: How would you possibly know what parents said at an all-girls sleepover?
Nick: I've been called a lady my whole life.
(10 minutes passes.)
Nick: (running down the stairs, angrily) ALRIGHT. One of you little shits has my smokes.
Well, in T-70 minutes we will be having our first read-through of Bells are Ringing… Surprise.
Bye, All Hallows Eve!
Christmas is in the air. I can taste it. It tastes like candy-canes and reindeer. I mean it’s only Novembz, but I can feel it… Christmas spirit, it’s that feeling you get, like after you take a big poo, or find a dollar in your pocket. A little voice that says “Things are jolly, and there will be no rape or aids… at least none that I will acknowledge…” K, bye.
I’m starting fresh, with a personalized blog of my very own. Keep your eye on the right shoulder ;)