Heheheh I love my friends…

So – a friend of mine got email at work! Email! at WORK! which means of course, that this week while the Asshole is home, Lessa had someone to ‘talk’ too in the early morning hours.

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of course. This also meant that much hilarity ensued, as we, of course, are both not much of morning persons and thus were delerious as we corrected the very reall problem of having too much blood in our caffiene systems.

And emailed.

Lots.

You think I’m kidding? Oh I’m so not. *L* and here are some of the reasons I *heart* her muchly…

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me:
Goooooooooooood mornin.
*curls up in chair and curses the early hours*

her:
Jesus christ, woman. You’re up EARLY!!! well… I guess you’re always up at this time. But I repeat. Jesus christ.

me:
AAAAAAAMen. I could not agree with you more.Fuckin kids and their need to go to school. at ungodly hours. when i’m tired and wanna sleep. But can’t because the asshole’s home anyway. CURSED ASSHOLE! *shakes fist*

god I got too much blood in my caffiene system…

on the other hand, I finally decided to writed something last night. just a little something, a single chapter….

may as well get the Sequel idea outa my head right? *g*

her:
Though, then again, I was up at like … 1:45am your time. (muse) and yes. Damn the kids! Damn the man! damn their eyes! (shakes fist too!)

mmm… caffeine. I just had the best hot chocolate.Heh. One thing about working here? best food. Expensive all hell, but man. so good.

heh. Finally decided to go with the ABO sequel instead of the “Trials and terrors in the lives of socks”, eh? (this is in reference to our conversation the night before where she lamented her laundry and missing socks, and I cackled and threatened to use it as a writing prompt. heh.heh.heh.) Or… well. at least a CHAPTER of the ABO sequel, I guess.

me:
*LOL* ooooooooooooh hot chocolate.

And yeah – though the Trials and terrors in the lives of socks is CERTIANLY not forgotten. It’s more short story fodder, of course, and shall be treated as such some day soon, and submitted somewhere that approves such tomfoolery.

Like SL.

Hee!

her:
Yes. veeeeeeery yummy with whipped cream and drizzled chocolate and caramel.

hey. If there can be a children’s book about a plant that eats socks? There can be a book about socks that have personality! POWER TO THE SOCKS, man! They’ve been oppressed for too long!

me:
ooooooh *salivates*

Indeed! POWER TO THE SOCKS! it is time for a SOCK revolution! We shall have marches! and parades! and demand equal rights for unmatched socks to MARRY! YES!

her:
(LOL) It’s a little disturbing how something like SOCKS could be used to satirize the current world situation.

There could be a head sock who keeps organizing expiditions of his sock-friends to go to other homes of other socks to preach how much better his brand of washing detergent is compared to the no-name brand the other sock homes use. Organizing votes on it, despite violent protests by the patterned sock factions.

You know. I actually think we hear more about the pope than we do movie stars…. listen to this:
“The pontiff read the brief message from his window overlooking St. Peter’s Square at the Vatican. He stopped briefly to cough but had no other apparent problems.”

I mean… word for word! How he sounded, what he did, blahblahblah.

It’s interesting.

me:
*LMAO* just a little. It either means the world situations are in horrible shape….or we are entirely wacked…or bored…or both! Hee!

I’m betting it was the hot cocoa. *nodnodnod*

Oh yes. The Head Sock shall be made of wool – hand spun wool, because he is natrual, not fabricated. Which is truely the Great Sock in the Sky’s grand plan. And he must continue his campaign about his detergent until everyone in the world accepts it as what is best.While the poor patterened (and, alas, syntheticly inclined) socks will do their best to counter march, and demand equal rights to their detergant, which makes them soft, and not at all itchy and abrasive (like the head ‘natural’ sock!). While he does not demand that the Head Sock and all factions conform to his own synthetically challenged ways, he merely wants to be accepted, and free to choose whatever brand of detergent he wishes to indulge in.

Poor synthetic bastard. *mourns*

*LMAO@ the pope* No kidding. I mean – the guys older then god himself, and all the world has been on PopeDeathWatch for the past few years just WAITING and WATCHING and hoping he’ll croak right there in the open. Now that’d be NEWS! *snort*

her:
We’re whacked. But we can blame the hot cocoa (that you didn’t drink) if you want.

… (dies) You know, we seriously might have something here. hell, if they’ll make books on Bush Bloopers… Just find news stories and make them about … socks!

Seriously. It’s like…

“The pope is ill! he has the flu.
The pope is improving!
The pope is improving!
The pope is improving!”
…. ten days later.
“the pope is out!”

Poor guy. no peace!

(note that my insanity now includes me reading about the flu, and thinknig about how there could be one sock who is whiter than the rest and revered as the holiest sock. But when he gets a hole in it, and is carried away for darning, chaos reigns as all the socks contemplate what they will do, if the Whitest of the Them All is no longer with them.)

me:
Seriously wacked. Raven just called the men in white coats on both of us when I shared bits and pieces of our Sock Tales. *LMAO* He’s now backing away slowly, and warding me off with hand gestures….

chicken.

while I, of course, am laughing my ass off. *LMAO*

and what’s even sadder – is I already have a site design in mind for our “It’s all about the SOCKS” site to house such stories. We could make MILLIONS! If people will pay 15k to save Toby, certainly they will pay to read about our Sock Revolutions! and Mourn the eventual passing of the Whitest of them All!

I mean, eventually, he will no longer be able to be darned! he will have to be replaced, and oh, the Cardinal socks, they are vibrant, indeed, but stained. Just little stains, well hidden by careful placement of their shoes, but stained indeed. There will be a whole story about his cleansing as he ascends to the throne and becomes the Holiest Sock!

her:
Hah. Raven doesn’t appreciate our GENUIS!

man. Donations! Or… write them up a lot and try and find a loon who will actually publish them….

Oh and! the oh so important question of all the Cardinal socks, “should the holiest of socks continue in his position, or should he retire and allow a paler replacement?”

…. and … I can just imagine the site you create for something like this. (LOL)

me:
OH! and then on the other end of the Laundry Basket – we have the Skanky hole filled sock, whom is from “paris” if ya know what I mean – who was stupid enough to have her Sidekick hacked! *gasp* http://www.defamer.com/hollywood/gossip/paris-hilton/index.php#paris-hilton-hacked-033638 Oh the fun we could have with the collection of Skanky Ho socks and their bursts of immorality – that is bad enough to make the Whitest of them All blush!

her:
oh… how … extremely… disturbing.

me:
He doesn’t! He left the chat and went to BED rather then listen to still more of our GENUIS! *L* wuss.

*LMAO* oh, very impoartant question for them. Paler replacement. HAHAHAH!

her:
bah. Great things are ALWAYS feared in the beginning.

Man. We should write it. If only to … hone our BS skills.

me:
I agree! *LMAO* Think of the POWER! We could truly push many an agenda…. or something.

At the very lest, be eternally entertaining to those at SL. *L*

her:
Except for bush supporters. They’ll be pissed.

but even that’s funny.

me:
*LMAO* true. Course, bush supporters are *always* pissed. *L*

her:
that was my impression too…

then again, I tend to meet bush supporters by saying “BUSH SUCKS!” very loudly.

So maybe I need to change my polling process…

Oh how I *heart* her! And should you see any stories out there using our Revolution of the Socks ideas – you now know it’s stolen from us! those are OUR socks out there! MUHAHAHAHAHAH!

(hrm. maybe I should go back to sleep. *L*)