A typical Friday night conversation between Ezmy and A.:
A. (playing video game): Here’s what I don’t understand. I have parachutes and then I don’t have parachutes. WTF?
Ezmy (writing on the couch): What?
A.: Parachutes. I mean, where do they go?
Ezmy: Do you use them first?
A.: I use one once, and it goes away. But I also use none nonce, and they still go away.
A. (ignoring Ezmy): Like why even have parachutes? I’m not buying parachutes anymore.
Ezmy: You purchased the parachutes?
A.: People don’t just give you parachutes, baby. You gots to buy them.
Ezmy: Oh, I thought maybe you came with parachutes.
Ezmy: You know. Like your guy comes with parachutes.
A.: People don’t come with anything, Ezmy. People are just people. They don’t “come with” parachutes.
A. (points to video game): Look at this guy, strutting around like the cock of nothing.
Ezmy: I love you.
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“A.: People don’t just give you parachutes, baby. You gots to buy them.”
This makes me feel like I’m sitting in your livingroom. And that is awesome.
PS – I am considering a return to bloggy land – but is this a good idea? I must consider further. . . .
Do it!! It’s most helpful as a break from baby. And a good chance to vent about life around you. Most relaxing.
This absolutely made me think of this category on The Bloggess:
Mostly, I see Andrew as Victor. And you as The Bloggess. But minus the drug addiction/blatant alcoholism.