Don’t Drink The Kool-Aid
Today’s texts between me and Pat, during my lunch hour (and JUST getting to work).
8:00 Code word: pickles! Love!
8:02 LOL
10:27 I love you
12:18 Lickle the pickle and tickle my boy!
12:24 The waffle is a pretty beige plaid pattern. Also. Blueberry. That is all! GOOD DAY SIR!
12:25 I just face palmed
12:36 I SAID GOOD DAY!
12:38 Also. Fuchsia.
12:39 The colors man. THE COLORS! I can taste the rainbow of awesome and it is loud!
12:43 I would like to state for my defense: I have only had 24oz of caffeinated beverage in the form of canned Mt Dew. This is all (insert bank name here) kool-aid. Really, the whole teller line is bouncing around our confines. Don’t drink the kool-aid! Or do. Up to you!
12:49 We have been found out! New code word: bird! Bird is the word! Caw twice and I’ll know it’s you!
1:01 Huh. An entire box containing 1000 packets of sugar, and coffee stir straws. You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?
1:02 Pretty Matt give my wife her phone back
1:03 Oddly, not what I was thinking!
(Pretty Matt is our friend who is indeed very pretty and also, named Matt.)
I think his long gaps of silence was him trying to not encourage me. Which backfired since I then decided to make each new text more fun than the last to try and get a reaction. Also, really, there was no shutting me up.
About kmarrs
I was diagnosed with BPD in my mid 20's and have been writing about it ever since with the goal to educate, inform, and sometimes entertain. Depends on the day and topic.
November 18, 2011 @ 4:14 AM
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