3 posts tagged “dialogue”

I let Wade read my locked journal while Riri and I munched on chips and fruit juice because –

    Wade:  Help yourself to drinks.
    Riri:  Pepsi, 7UP, or Dr. Pepper, Ash?
    Me:  ... I don't drink soda.
    Wade:  WHAT.
    Me:  Well, not if I can help it.
    Wade:  WHAT.
    Me:  Hey, I don't mind.  I'll have, like, 7UP or something.
    Riri:  He has ice.
    Me:  Eh, it's not crushed.
    Wade:  Who drinks water with chips
    Me:  Me.  Sometimes.  Or, yeah.
    Wade:  Oh god.  Okay, there's juice in the bottom drawer.
    Me:  Your drawer?  You keep juice in your drawer?
    Wade:  Thankless beast.
    Me:  :D

Note that I will drink soda, just that if I don't have to then I won't.  And Wade doesn't actually keep fruit juice in his drawer; he meant something else.  I mean, I wouldn't have otherwise.  :)

Wade is an interesting person to talk to on occasion if you want the solid truth.  Friend or not, he doesn't care if he hurts your feelings, has no second thoughts about what he says.  And, yeah, it has its drawbacks occasionally, but I like his no-nonsense perspectives.  It's refreshing when you need it.  So he reads and reads, and then he goes:

    Wade:  I want to be that guy you talk about.
    Me:  (heart explodes)
    Wade:  Haha, just kidding, you're so cute.
    Riri:  You made her blush.
    Me:  NOT FUNNY, OH MY GOD.

Okay, okay.  I am secretly a romantic about what people say.  A lot of it is very idealistic and comes from these faraway situations I only see in movies or read about in dumb romance novels.  But just the way he said it?  Joking or not, I swallowed my heart several times as it defied gravity for five seconds.  And then I was speechless and could barely contain my giggles because what he said was so – so out there but so cheesy good that I simultaneously wanted to hug and punch him for being so sensitively insensitive.  The only reason I'm not as mad as I should be is because he's just so annoyingly charismatic that it's hard to hate him.  There are a few other people I can name like him, but I won't get into that.

In any case, that's my last trip to Napa.  Long drives for a one night stay is exhausting and time-consuming.  Love the guy but don't love him enough to visit often, sorry.  I mean, I complain about Hercules being far.  Goodness.

Moreover, hey, photojournal.  Sort of.  I don't expect to update there very often unless I have pictures to talk about or something.  Not that I don't already do that here, so I don't know.  Just entertaining my organizing compulsions.  It's disgusting, I know.

I love Connie sometimes:

Me:  OMG SUSPENSE!
Me:  EVEN THOUGH I KNOW WHO PASSES.
Me:  GAAAAH.
Me:  if the girls cry, i'll cry.
Connie:  lol
Me:  i'll CRY.
Connie:  hi
Me:  hee, the dude at the end is hella dorky and cute.
Me:  xP
Me:  of the ______, i mean.
Connie:  left or right
Me:  left.
Connie:  hha ya
Connie:  who does THAT remind u of
Connie:  lol
Me:  HAHAHA SHUT UP.
Connie:  hahahahahahahahahhahah

Except for maybe that comment.

Haha, just kidding.  I'm just too obvious, apparently.  I mean, duh.  Ha, things like that make me laugh like stupid crazy.  Because it's true.

This is how it used to be:

Stranger:  Are you married?
Me:  No, why?
Stranger:  Your ring on ... (points to left ring finger)
Me:  Oh.  Hm, yeah.  No, sorry.

I apologize for everything, go figure. This is how it goes now:

Stranger:  Are you married?
Me:  No ...
Stranger:  Engaged?  Do you have a boyfriend?
Me:  Heh, I don't know.  Maybe.
Stranger:  So you do, kind of a special relationship right?
Me:  ... (nervous laughter)

And sometimes I have a tendency to nod my head to everything, putting me in a very awkward position.  I've decided that it will be like this from now on:

Stranger:  Are you married?
Me:  Yes.
Stranger:  Oh, bummer.  You signed your life away.
Me:  I know, right?  It's grand.

Or even:

Stranger:  Are you married?
Me:  (unleash epic rage) NO.

But seriously, it's a promise ring.  Get away from me.