Turn around, bright eyes.
Imhotep6611: listen, why aren't we doing something brilliant
me: I do not know!
we're being pushed down by the stupid Man
Imhotep6611: we're awesome, talented, way above average smartness
we should be running this show.
me: (wail)
Imhotep6611: (cracks knuckles)
me: I don't even want to run the show..
I just want to take care of a house and write
:(
Imhotep6611: did I tell you what I've figured out as my ideal life?
me: farm?
Imhotep6611: yes, but there's a day that goes with it
me: tell
Imhotep6611: I get up at six, go for a swim, milk the cows (there would be two), go for a walk and then come back home around noon to write
me: that sounds lovely..
Imhotep6611: probably there would be kids and something womanly
me: I'd like to sleep til ten, get up and do domestic nonsense for an hour or two, write til husband/kids come home, spend time with them for awhile, then wrtie from midnight til 3am
and have weekends off
Imhotep6611: hahaha
me: to do things with family.
I am very fond of weekend trips
Imhotep6611: me too
me: I swear, I want the most boring life
but it's simple and I would love it
Imhotep6611: oh dear, my best dreams are of domestic placidity
me: mine toooooo
Imhotep6611: I mean, I love the idea of adventure...but at the end of the day...
me: we're hobbits
Imhotep6611: yeah
me: lmao
Imhotep6611: hahaha
me: I wonder if that makes us smart or just really boring
Imhotep6611: I think we know what we want, and I think we have all our madness and fun on paper
me: I quite agree
Imhotep6611: it is time for me to sleep a sleep.
me: yeah I should soon
this week is gonna be ridiculous for me
Imhotep6611: go to bed, turtle butt
me: yar
nighty night, little hobbitses
Imhotep6611: haha, <3