Dear Bored at Work,

[ladytairngire]

ladytairngire: what am I going to DO!?!? for the next two hours

richlayers: ummm
richlayers: facebook?
richlayers: livejournal?

ladytairngire: nothing going on

richlayers: write?

ladytairngire: I totally should

richlayers: write something else

ladytairngire: hmph

richlayers: DO IT

ladytairngire: [insert hypno-face]

richlayers: how about an epistolary story?

ladytairngire: how about one?

richlayers: write one
richlayers: this is inspiration at its finest
richlayers: if you won't work with it, you can't blame the muse!

ladytairngire: Dear Rachel,
ladytairngire: My muse can suck it.
ladytairngire: Love, Lady T.

richlayers: well
richlayers: it's a start
richlayers: but I think it has to be an exchange

ladytairngire: I think technically you're right.

richlayers: oh well
richlayers: at least you wrote something
richlayers: if you feel accomplished, that's all that really matters........

ladytairngire: Dear Rachel,
ladytairngire: I was setting you up for a punchline.
ladytairngire: Love, Lady T.

richlayers: Dear Lady T.
richlayers: I totally missed it.
richlayers: Love, Rachel

ladytairngire: there ya go