And now I'm wondering if he called Brian before he called you and I'm torn between thinking it's really sweet and being horrified that your hate for my husband's indoctrination will spill over onto me and our martini nights.
Nah, he called me right after he collected the car so no worries. I don't think he loves Brian more than me.... at least, I hope not!
And I don't hate your husband! I like him just fine! He entertains, provides friendship for, and feeds my poor lonely husband. Sounds like a good friend to me!
EDIT: This post needs more !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'s.
I'm glad, Megan.
So, Mecha, you'd rather go see a scary movie with a pretty girl than with me?
Fine.
Lemme revise my plans...
So, Mecha, you'd rather go see a scary movie with a pretty girl than with me?
Aw, you know full well It's not going to be that kind of scene, more's the pity.
Well, I don't know that... Not 100% for sure, anyway. Dark place, zombies, pretty girl...
Still, League of Horribly Bad Movie tomorrow?
Yeah, well I'm pretty damned sure, unfortunately.
Yes, League of ExtraordinaryMediocrity tomorrow for sure. Getting to work shouldn't be a huge issue. If I get to Mumford by 4:30 I'm gold.
Gold, Jerry, gold!
Brian sent you an e-mail about gaming.
Got it, some interesting stuff there.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
You should try to get some sleep. If I have to sit through League of Stupid Adaptations you have to be awake for it.
Sleep will come when it comes. Caffeine takes care of the rest. Man, I want to play paintball, now. The regular kind, not the fuckwit kind.
I missed the natter about naked lady paintball, I'm afraid.
No paintball for you!