I hate putting furniture together. Not sure why. It makes me mad, even when it's easy.

I watched My Bodyguard and The Hustler today. Was bored stiff by the former, and am a bit startled to realise that my memories of the latter weren't so much memories as complete fabrications. Huh.

I find it so satisfying to start with a pile of boards and end up with furniture, even when it's aggravating. It's like carpentry without the skill!

I gots next weekend off, Perkins. I could just fly out and help! I put my dresser together! Sure, the drawers won't always stay closed, but I feel it adds a much needed element of suspense to picking out a t-shirt.

Piles of boards are for other people. Let me assemble you a fight out of individual blows, or a web application out of ones and zeroes.

Then I'm your gal.

Yay! It's a party!

How could you be bored by My Bodyguard? There's boxing lessons and shit. Adam Baldwin, Joan Cusack, Matt Dillon...

Let me assemble you a fight out of individual blows, or a web application out of ones and zeroes.

That works.

It's like carpentry without the skill!

Exactly. I love putting stuff together. Why, I put together this very chair in which I sit. And it spins and stuff. And hasn't broken yet. Sadly, I cannot help Perkins due to geography.

That works.

Except you can't store books on it.

You could if you set up the bodies just right.