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Sharing Some Lubter

Although it may seem that way, Nadine is not the only person I have (interesting) conversations with. Here are some quotes from other friends that have me pondering and/or laughing:

(on dating & social events)
Conversation with someone you're not interested in is more boring than silence.

(on a certain musician)
It's like a cup of hot cocoa for my ears.

(laughing over an obscure TV reference)
I'm glad we could share that lubter. (pause as we realize what was said) By which I mean, love and laughter.

(no explanation needed)
I'm not intellectually stimulating. I'm hot.

(same friend, to a third friend)
I want to give a speech at your wedding. I may or may not be sloshed.
(she won't be)

(on getting together with another friend “to process life”)
Dual processing. I'm gonna call you Intel.

(relevant to all sorts of situations)
You cannot be convinced of something against your own will; you won't change your mind unless you want to change your mind.

Friend: Remember when you said it was fall and not getting warmer? Glad I didn't listen.
Me: Yes. I am a terrible weatherman.
Friend: You're a terrible man in general.
Me: Thank you. In other news...(insert life happening here)
Friend: Sounds sketchy. Approach with the caution one would give to a raccoon holding a $100 bill.

(what I want to know is, how did that raccoon get the money in the first place?)


MLW said…
mulling over your inability to "swallow or breathe through your nose"?!?! :-) Can anyone?
Laura said…
I totally agree with the first statement. More info to follow during our phone date.
Beth said…
both these comments have been addressed in phone dates.

hooray for phone dates!

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