Too much frivolous on YM.

Me: OMG, what does that mean?
Halo: I don’t know for a fact that she was dressed up for him.
Me: Is it dirty?
Halo: Maybe it’s SEX DAY.
Me: He is probably holding onto hope, anyhow.
Halo: Now, just close your eyes and picture them getting it on.
Me: Ugh, all I can see are back zits.
Halo: So nice.
Me: And nasty sweat, not good sweat. I am seeing him with his toob socks left on.
Me: Pastiness.
Halo: no
Me: You started it!
Halo: Awkwardness.
Me: Strange chest hair patterns.
Halo: I wonder if he’s big.
Me: He cannot possibly be.
Halo: I just creeped myself out.
Me: Way to go.
Halo: How about Retro Boy?
Me: Anyone who wears a gold chain like that is a total cock rocker, dude.
Halo: cannot stop laughing

Update! 2:28 AM Now that I have finished snarfing all of the potstickers in the house, I have one question: would it kill me to use a contraction every once and a while? Can I unclench a little, at least while I am instant messaging someone? Answer: Apparently not.

Tomorrow: Contractions, and not the uterine kind.