i wish he was younger.

our message on brennen's answering machine went something like this:

rae: hello? brennen? i guess you're not there...
i wanted to tell you this in person, but it's been hard so i'm telling you on the phone...
i'm pregnant.
i want to keep the..no wait, i don't want it..yes i do..NO no i don't...
(brief pause while rae pretends to "accidently" to forget to hang-up the phone - cue crying)

emily: *sobs loudly into phone* (hangs up).

cute overload

i'd do me.

mcmcmc, an ode for mcbrennen.

Quoth the McRaven, "Mcnevermore."

And the McRaven, never mcflitting, still is mcsitting, still is mcsitting
On the pallid bust of McPallas just above my mcchamber door;
And his mceyes have all the mcseeming of a mcdemon's that is mcdreaming,
And the mclamplight o'er him mctreaming throws his mcshadow on the
mcfloor;
And my mcsoul from out that mcshadow that lies mcfloating on the mcfloor
Shall be lifted- mcnevermore!

reflection

so the question i have is: spits or swallows? what is the generally accepted stance on this act?

eggs is like "you don't know me. don't even play like you know me."

cadbury egg cake

Experiment:

Replace ordinary eggs in cake recipe with Cadbury Creme Eggs and observe results.

Hypothesis:

THIS IS GOING TO BE SO AWESOME

rae, you keep me "coming coming coming" back for more.

a conversation with a customer:

guy: can i have change for a hundred (holds up $100 bill)?
emily: (assuming he is checking before he orders something) yep, what do you want?
guy: (looking confused) twenties?
emily: (thinking oh god) oh. well i can't give you change unless you buy something, the best way to break a $100 is to go to the cashier's.
guy: (crossing the line between normal and asshole) you mean i have to walk all the way over there?

-for those of you who don't know, the distance from the tim hortons to the cashier's office (which is in the same building) is like, maybe, a less than 10 second walk.

emily: (crossing her line between normal and asshole) look, i'm going to need that change for later. so unless you're going to buy something, you can walk a block that way and try your luck.

the kicker is that by the time i had finished telling my supe about what had just happened, he had already finished breaking his $100 at the cashier's. that fucker.

if people could see my thoughts, they would see rae.

Jack Bauer can get McDonald's breakfast after 11am.

rae, i want to hit more than the curb next time.

a conversation with my father in the uch parking lot:

father: (points to the audi) how come we don't have a car like that one?
emily: because you're cheap.
father: (points to the mazda 323) how come we don't have a car like that one?
emily: because we're not that cheap.

i think we should name our child raymond.