amusing conversation…
me was in a weird mood tonight… view interesting convo:: (me is sour_candi…. its my yahoo! name)
sour_candi: hey you
overthumanist: heoh!
sour_candi: *blink*
overthumanist: what’s up?
sour_candi: nuttin
overthumanist: i just noticed that you were blinking
sour_candi: lol
sour_candi: yes
overthumanist: ~yawn~ i woke up at 12:45, and i’m tired 
sour_candi: eww
sour_candi: *hates you*
overthumanist: 
overthumanist: how can you hate…~small voice~ me?
sour_candi: lol
overthumanist: are you feeling badly, by some chance?
sour_candi: no…
overthumanist: splendid, but are you feeling good, then?
sour_candi: sure!
sour_candi: why not?
sour_candi: 
overthumanist: ~snuggling into a ball~
overthumanist: well, then, that’s…that’s good
sour_candi: yessss
overthumanist: …are you high?
sour_candi: nooooooo
overthumanist: …intoxicated? pleasuring yourself? suckling one of those inflatable balloon machines ?
sour_candi: nooooooooooo
sour_candi: although i wish all of the above
overthumanist: awww…we all do, jenn
overthumanist: ESPECIALLY the ballon machine part
overthumanist: that wasn’t a random reference
sour_candi: ONE N!!!!!!!
sour_candi: jeN
sour_candi: one n
sour_candi: not two!!
sour_candi: *fumes*
overthumanist: i talk with someone else who demands the use of two “n”s
overthumanist: jennifer
overthumanist: jenn
overthumanist: does it really matter?
sour_candi: YES
overthumanist: well, then, you’ll understand my mixing up the balancing act between the two of you
sour_candi: *eyebrow*
sour_candi: *scowl*
overthumanist: 
overthumanist: there’s no reason for that….
overthumanist: you’ll prod me to tears
sour_candi: *i’ll* prod *you* to tears?
sour_candi: you’re the one who spelt my name wrong
sour_candi: and then offered as explanation that you mixed me up with another girl!
overthumanist: well, i didn’t know i did; i didn’t know you cared; you
know how sensitive i am; and you probably have already gotten the idea
that i don’t, shall we say, abide by the same social views as you do
overthumanist: although, at the moment, you certainly seem not to mind
meeting any number of other men and women for sensuous purposes and
perhaps further bonding
sour_candi: i dont
sour_candi: who said i did?
overthumanist: you did
sour_candi: did what?
sour_candi: huh?
sour_candi: what are you talkin about?
overthumanist: what i just said? ~confused~
sour_candi: *confuseder*
overthumanist: well, you’re not actually offended by anything, are
you? b/c none of this seems particularly worthwhile for such an
emotion
sour_candi: *cocks head slightly*
sour_candi: offended?
sour_candi: by what?
overthumanist: ” sour_candi : *i’ll* prod *you* to tears?
sour_candi : you’re the one who spelt my name wrong
sour_candi : and then offered as explanation that you mixed me up with another girl!”
sour_candi: no
sour_candi: i didnt say that
sour_candi: *shakes head*
overthumanist: ~sigh~
sour_candi: 
overthumanist: just scroll on up
sour_candi: <– feeling *cheeky*
sour_candi: i like that word
sour_candi: cheeeeeeeeeeeeeekeeeeeeeeeyyyyy
sour_candi: how comes only the british say it?
overthumanist: well…good for you?
sour_candi: i wanna say it
sour_candi: i wanna be british
overthumanist: they aren’t the only ones
sour_candi: who else?
overthumanist: the word justisn’t often appropriate
overthumanist: and many people seem to have a limited vocabulary?
overthumanist: and why don’t you go be british, if that’s what you wantto be?
sour_candi: b/c you cant just *be* british
sour_candi: you either are or you arent
sour_candi: and i’mnot
overthumanist: go to britain, become a citizen, soak up the culture for a couple of years, and you’re on!
sour_candi: *blink*
sour_candi: they’ll never buy it
overthumanist: besides, strictly speaking, you could just say you’re british, and it’d be so
sour_candi: really?
overthumanist: yup
sour_candi: i dont wanna be british though!
overthumanist: then what do you want to be ? french?
sour_candi: je m’appelle jennifer
overthumanist: that’s super, but i don’t know what you said 
sour_candi: *gasp*
sour_candi: thou, who art so enamored with the french language?
sour_candi: i said “my name is jennifer”
sour_candi: you uneducated buffoon
overthumanist: was that really necessary?
sour_candi: no
sour_candi: i’m sorry
overthumanist: does sticking a smiley face on the end make the truth no doubt beneath your contempt for me go away?
overthumanist: i think, just as with your focus on cleanliness, that your subconscious is manifesting itself
sour_candi: sticking a smiley on the end lets you know i’m joking
overthumanist: oh, yes…so you SAY
sour_candi: *blink*
overthumanist: but!
sour_candi: now who’s getting offended?
overthumanist: we cannot be so innocent about our missteps
overthumanist: me!
sour_candi: *blink*
sour_candi: wherefore?
overthumanist: ~curls up~ because, probably due to my history, i’m very
easily offended, even when I probably would do well not to be
overthumanist: but it’s more of a half-offended feeling, i guess
overthumanist: i’m not really sure
sour_candi: *blink*
overthumanist: i love that sound
sour_candi: i think you’re just pretending to be offended
overthumanist: it kinda ended up going that way, but you’d be surprised
overthumanist: who knows what turmoil swishes about in the heart of any one person?
sour_candi: *cocks head*
overthumanist: only the shadow knows!
sour_candi: *wrinkles nose*
overthumanist: cleanliness again?
sour_candi: i havent cleaned in *ages*
sour_candi: there’s honey mustard on my carpet
sour_candi: i didnt discover it until i picked up the dirty laundry
overthumanist: well, that’s actually something i would make an effort to clean
overthumanist: only some effort, mind you
overthumanist: but still…an effort
sour_candi: discovered it two days ago…
sour_candi: still
sour_candi: havent
sour_candi: cleaned
sour_candi: …..
sour_candi: *