RSW is traveling again, this time in the Great White North. It's not a 47 hour time difference, only three, so we can have the occasional conversation on the phone and not on the interwebs. The problem is my life is pretty f-ing boring, so the most exciting thing I have to tell her about is finishing the taxes (exciting? taxes? same sentence???).
Right now there is a raging snowstorm going on (did you see "Day After Tomorrow?"), the power has cut out twice, and the stupid Direct TV is knocked out because of the storm, so I don't get to watch "Lost." To which my RSW would surely reply, "Big deal, they're still lost, and they're still on the island." To which I would surely reply, "Shutup."
See, I don't even need to talk to her to know what she'd say.
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