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I missed this
You can just pretend I still have many icons and am using the Satan Is My Autopilot one, yeah?
For the record, she actually opens conversations like this.
---
Jonah says:
Did I talk to you about how I'm in love with Caravaggio?
Jonah says:
but he must SPURN me, because I am not a man
Jonah says:
...and he's dead.
Fahye says:
okay so now the email I am about to send is just totally redundant
Jonah says:
sorry?
Jonah says:
but I'm awake!
Jonah says:
surely that is EVEN BETTER
Fahye says:
I'd say those are some fairly insurmountable barriers right there
Fahye says:
it is
Jonah says:
Well, there are always sex changes and time machines. *placidly*
Fahye says:
true
Jonah says:
Or just crossdressing. I've been mistaken for a boy before.
Fahye says:
I haven't. I feel like I'm missing out. although i am MIT HIPS LIEK THEEZ
Fahye says:
which can suck sometimes
Jonah says:
Dude, me too, which is why it's really weird. Unless you're meaning the no hip thing, which doesn't make as much sense.
Fahye says:
no, I have the child-bearing thing going on
Jonah says:
Awesome! you can be like James Joyce
Fahye says:
they got my mindset and my hips crosswired and wrong
Jonah says:
and forge in the smithy of your womb the uncreated conscience of the human race
Jonah says:
except he said soul.
Jonah says:
not being female.
Fahye says:
JJ had child-bearing hips? oh
Jonah says:
He may have, I wouldn't know.
Fahye says:
it's the kind of dichotomic thing he'd probably have liked and used as some metaphor for Ireland.
Fahye says:
speaking from my limited knowledge of Joyce, which is very close to zero
Jonah says:
Ireland is the fallow cow who eats her young!!1
Jonah says:
I don't know, so many metaphors for Ireland.
Jonah says:
I like Joyce because he kind of sounds how I would if I completely just let myself say whatever the hell I felt like.
---
Fahye says:
hee. oh, alanna. look at her being all Well Lucifer Isn't That Bad For You I Suppose
Jonah says:
The polls say: better than Roger!
Jonah says:
Congratulations...?
Fahye says:
*wins*
Jonah says:
WOULD YOU LIKE TO THANK THE ACADEMY
Fahye says:
AND MY MOM
Fahye says:
AND MAH DAD
Jonah says:
And your dog, Spot.
Fahye says:
MAH LITTLE DOGGIE
Fahye says:
AND AUNTIE EM
Jonah says:
OMFG THAT'S WHERE I WAS GOING!
Jonah says:
AND THE CROWNED HEADS OF EUROPE.
Fahye says:
stop that, that's just freaky
Jonah says:
and your weird ass southern accent
Fahye says:
Lucifer is smug
Fahye says:
but not southern
Jonah says:
Too much class. Well, I guess there are those archetypal Southern Gentlemen, but in that case it's more of a -- not too little class, but too little laying of the coat down on the mud puddles for others.
Fahye says:
gastby
Fahye says:
*can SPELL*
Jonah says:
*dies*
Jonah says:
Lucifer is indeed not like Gatsby.
Fahye says:
I am trying to picture gatsby putting his coat down on mud puddles, and all I can recall of that movie is nick being all mopey and looking at his books which haven't been cracked
Jonah says:
I don't know if Gatsby ever did do that, but he would.
Fahye says:
and the book...lights? and a crazy sleaze with a mistress, and nick overanalysing everything
Jonah says:
You are lucky I do not think Gatsby is The Great American Novel or whatever, but your memories are hilarious.
---
Fahye says:
this meat conversation is fucking unnerving
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
UN.NERVING.
Fahye says:
Alanna has no meat. Alanna HAS NO MEAT. like no spoon!
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
*shields eyes*
Jonah says:
If we're still talking sex, more than her brother. Like a weird race.
Fahye says:
OW
Jonah says:
*runs*
Jonah says:
SEE, you didn't raise that kid right
Jonah says:
look how weird he got
Fahye says:
SO not my fault, will everyone stop jumping down my neck about that?
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
uh
Jonah says:
Watch, now you never have real kids, you're all TOO MUCH BLAME.
Fahye says:
*takes two good steps away from the Lucifer mindset*
Jonah says:
I don't know what Alanna's excuse is.
Jonah says:
(Thom's moral high ground is where?)
---
Jonah says:
Alanna: I tried to explain to him that that's to be worn UNDER something else, but he just wouldn't listen.
Jonah says:
uhhh
Jonah says:
Thom: Everything else was garish or frilly.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *not really listening* uh huh
Fahye says:
*playing with straps*
Fahye says:
*looking for signs of Blushing*
Jonah says:
Thom: ... *loses* what. i was bored.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: Oh, I know the feeling.
Jonah says:
Thom: ??? WHAT
Fahye says:
Lucifer: Boredom. I mean. *flirts with Alanna some more*
Jonah says:
Thom: ... alcohol. more.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *provides!*
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *gets them both entirely sloshed*
Jonah says:
Thom: *stares at Alanna* I am so hot.
*runs*
Fahye says:
if we can get adam to witness this, omg
Jonah says:
rami always goes to bed early though!
Fahye says:
adam: you...what...alanna....DAD
Jonah says:
jesus rami
Jonah says:
HEE
Jonah says:
omg, brain breaky for everybody
Jonah says:
like party favors
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *cackles*
Fahye says:
yes. exactly like party favours.
Fahye says:
Thom gets the purple sparkly one
Jonah says:
"Here is your left temporal lobe, sir."
Jonah says:
awwww, his favorite
Fahye says:
because I care
Jonah says:
that's so sweet
Fahye says:
Lucifer just likes...favours...
Fahye says:
*backs out of THAT mental cul-de-sac*
Jonah says:
Yeah, I saw you go there.
Fahye says:
shh. never did
Jonah says:
Right.
Jonah says:
I solemnly swear that I never did observe sleaze in the brain of Fahye.
Fahye says:
like I told heather: Lucifer will seriously contemplate threesomes but realise that neither of them would ever speak to him again. which would be a pity
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
but the potential! for hot! and pissing off adam!
Jonah says:
tell rami sleep is for jesus.
Jonah says:
I'm not even sure what that means. but say it
Fahye says:
rami has already gone to that holy place, my friend
Jonah says:
really
Fahye says:
indeedy
Jonah says:
you're GOOD.
Fahye says:
howsowhat?
Jonah says:
wait, I thought that meant you talked rami out of sleep already
Fahye says:
ahaha. no. she has embraced the pastime of jesus
Jonah says:
oh.
Jonah says:
DAMMIT that's way less cool
Jonah says:
*goes to hell.*
Fahye says:
I don't even think we can talk in terms of going there any more. I think we're talking descending yet another level
Fahye says:
or maybe racking up member's club points
Jonah says:
omg like really rich people who play golf
Jonah says:
... in hell
Jonah says:
our caddie could be beelzebub!!
Jonah says:
but I hate golf.
Fahye says:
that's why it's hell, sweetie
Jonah says:
*cries*
Jonah says:
Hell ruins everything.
Fahye says:
yeah, like ants
Jonah says:
Hell is other insects. *deep*
Fahye says:
we're all going to hell in a picnic basket *overextends metaphor liek wo*
Jonah says:
*claps*
Jonah says:
hell is our stupid jokes.
Fahye says:
you know you love it
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
yes
Fahye says:
*posts half of this conversation*
Jonah says:
I'D LIKE TO THANK THE ACADEMY
Fahye says:
ooh i missed that part
Jonah says:
you fool
Fahye says:
yes yes
Jonah says:
how can there be a parallel otherwise?
Fahye says:
*amends*
Jonah says:
YOU CAN'T HAVE A PARALLEL LINE TO WHITE SPACE.
Fahye says:
I BET YOU COULD IF YOU WERE DRUNK ENOUGH
Jonah says:
Dude, if I'm drunk I'm not settling for any goddamn white space.
Jonah says:
I want the colors.
Fahye says:
shut up while I copy and paste
Jonah says:
*oppressed*
ETA:
Fahye says:
okay
Fahye says:
you may speak
Jonah says:
THANK YOU
Jonah says:
*nearly suffocated*
Fahye says:
*pats*
Jonah says:
I felt like I lived in Romania.
Fahye says:
were there peasants
Fahye says:
?
Jonah says:
Only in the GULAG of SCIENCE.
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
SILENCE.
Fahye says:
i was about to ask...
Jonah says:
Look, I've been up since 4.
Jonah says:
You're lucky I can spell 'sicence.'
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
. . . . . . . . .
Fahye says:
this is me not. saying. anything
For the record, she actually opens conversations like this.
---
Jonah says:
Did I talk to you about how I'm in love with Caravaggio?
Jonah says:
but he must SPURN me, because I am not a man
Jonah says:
...and he's dead.
Fahye says:
okay so now the email I am about to send is just totally redundant
Jonah says:
sorry?
Jonah says:
but I'm awake!
Jonah says:
surely that is EVEN BETTER
Fahye says:
I'd say those are some fairly insurmountable barriers right there
Fahye says:
it is
Jonah says:
Well, there are always sex changes and time machines. *placidly*
Fahye says:
true
Jonah says:
Or just crossdressing. I've been mistaken for a boy before.
Fahye says:
I haven't. I feel like I'm missing out. although i am MIT HIPS LIEK THEEZ
Fahye says:
which can suck sometimes
Jonah says:
Dude, me too, which is why it's really weird. Unless you're meaning the no hip thing, which doesn't make as much sense.
Fahye says:
no, I have the child-bearing thing going on
Jonah says:
Awesome! you can be like James Joyce
Fahye says:
they got my mindset and my hips crosswired and wrong
Jonah says:
and forge in the smithy of your womb the uncreated conscience of the human race
Jonah says:
except he said soul.
Jonah says:
not being female.
Fahye says:
JJ had child-bearing hips? oh
Jonah says:
He may have, I wouldn't know.
Fahye says:
it's the kind of dichotomic thing he'd probably have liked and used as some metaphor for Ireland.
Fahye says:
speaking from my limited knowledge of Joyce, which is very close to zero
Jonah says:
Ireland is the fallow cow who eats her young!!1
Jonah says:
I don't know, so many metaphors for Ireland.
Jonah says:
I like Joyce because he kind of sounds how I would if I completely just let myself say whatever the hell I felt like.
---
Fahye says:
hee. oh, alanna. look at her being all Well Lucifer Isn't That Bad For You I Suppose
Jonah says:
The polls say: better than Roger!
Jonah says:
Congratulations...?
Fahye says:
*wins*
Jonah says:
WOULD YOU LIKE TO THANK THE ACADEMY
Fahye says:
AND MY MOM
Fahye says:
AND MAH DAD
Jonah says:
And your dog, Spot.
Fahye says:
MAH LITTLE DOGGIE
Fahye says:
AND AUNTIE EM
Jonah says:
OMFG THAT'S WHERE I WAS GOING!
Jonah says:
AND THE CROWNED HEADS OF EUROPE.
Fahye says:
stop that, that's just freaky
Jonah says:
and your weird ass southern accent
Fahye says:
Lucifer is smug
Fahye says:
but not southern
Jonah says:
Too much class. Well, I guess there are those archetypal Southern Gentlemen, but in that case it's more of a -- not too little class, but too little laying of the coat down on the mud puddles for others.
Fahye says:
gastby
Fahye says:
*can SPELL*
Jonah says:
*dies*
Jonah says:
Lucifer is indeed not like Gatsby.
Fahye says:
I am trying to picture gatsby putting his coat down on mud puddles, and all I can recall of that movie is nick being all mopey and looking at his books which haven't been cracked
Jonah says:
I don't know if Gatsby ever did do that, but he would.
Fahye says:
and the book...lights? and a crazy sleaze with a mistress, and nick overanalysing everything
Jonah says:
You are lucky I do not think Gatsby is The Great American Novel or whatever, but your memories are hilarious.
---
Fahye says:
this meat conversation is fucking unnerving
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
UN.NERVING.
Fahye says:
Alanna has no meat. Alanna HAS NO MEAT. like no spoon!
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
*shields eyes*
Jonah says:
If we're still talking sex, more than her brother. Like a weird race.
Fahye says:
OW
Jonah says:
*runs*
Jonah says:
SEE, you didn't raise that kid right
Jonah says:
look how weird he got
Fahye says:
SO not my fault, will everyone stop jumping down my neck about that?
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
uh
Jonah says:
Watch, now you never have real kids, you're all TOO MUCH BLAME.
Fahye says:
*takes two good steps away from the Lucifer mindset*
Jonah says:
I don't know what Alanna's excuse is.
Jonah says:
(Thom's moral high ground is where?)
---
Jonah says:
Alanna: I tried to explain to him that that's to be worn UNDER something else, but he just wouldn't listen.
Jonah says:
uhhh
Jonah says:
Thom: Everything else was garish or frilly.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *not really listening* uh huh
Fahye says:
*playing with straps*
Fahye says:
*looking for signs of Blushing*
Jonah says:
Thom: ... *loses* what. i was bored.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: Oh, I know the feeling.
Jonah says:
Thom: ??? WHAT
Fahye says:
Lucifer: Boredom. I mean. *flirts with Alanna some more*
Jonah says:
Thom: ... alcohol. more.
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *provides!*
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *gets them both entirely sloshed*
Jonah says:
Thom: *stares at Alanna* I am so hot.
*runs*
Fahye says:
if we can get adam to witness this, omg
Jonah says:
rami always goes to bed early though!
Fahye says:
adam: you...what...alanna....DAD
Jonah says:
jesus rami
Jonah says:
HEE
Jonah says:
omg, brain breaky for everybody
Jonah says:
like party favors
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *cackles*
Fahye says:
yes. exactly like party favours.
Fahye says:
Thom gets the purple sparkly one
Jonah says:
"Here is your left temporal lobe, sir."
Jonah says:
awwww, his favorite
Fahye says:
because I care
Jonah says:
that's so sweet
Fahye says:
Lucifer just likes...favours...
Fahye says:
*backs out of THAT mental cul-de-sac*
Jonah says:
Yeah, I saw you go there.
Fahye says:
shh. never did
Jonah says:
Right.
Jonah says:
I solemnly swear that I never did observe sleaze in the brain of Fahye.
Fahye says:
like I told heather: Lucifer will seriously contemplate threesomes but realise that neither of them would ever speak to him again. which would be a pity
Jonah says:
*dies*
Fahye says:
but the potential! for hot! and pissing off adam!
Jonah says:
tell rami sleep is for jesus.
Jonah says:
I'm not even sure what that means. but say it
Fahye says:
rami has already gone to that holy place, my friend
Jonah says:
really
Fahye says:
indeedy
Jonah says:
you're GOOD.
Fahye says:
howsowhat?
Jonah says:
wait, I thought that meant you talked rami out of sleep already
Fahye says:
ahaha. no. she has embraced the pastime of jesus
Jonah says:
oh.
Jonah says:
DAMMIT that's way less cool
Jonah says:
*goes to hell.*
Fahye says:
I don't even think we can talk in terms of going there any more. I think we're talking descending yet another level
Fahye says:
or maybe racking up member's club points
Jonah says:
omg like really rich people who play golf
Jonah says:
... in hell
Jonah says:
our caddie could be beelzebub!!
Jonah says:
but I hate golf.
Fahye says:
that's why it's hell, sweetie
Jonah says:
*cries*
Jonah says:
Hell ruins everything.
Fahye says:
yeah, like ants
Jonah says:
Hell is other insects. *deep*
Fahye says:
we're all going to hell in a picnic basket *overextends metaphor liek wo*
Jonah says:
*claps*
Jonah says:
hell is our stupid jokes.
Fahye says:
you know you love it
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
yes
Fahye says:
*posts half of this conversation*
Jonah says:
I'D LIKE TO THANK THE ACADEMY
Fahye says:
ooh i missed that part
Jonah says:
you fool
Fahye says:
yes yes
Jonah says:
how can there be a parallel otherwise?
Fahye says:
*amends*
Jonah says:
YOU CAN'T HAVE A PARALLEL LINE TO WHITE SPACE.
Fahye says:
I BET YOU COULD IF YOU WERE DRUNK ENOUGH
Jonah says:
Dude, if I'm drunk I'm not settling for any goddamn white space.
Jonah says:
I want the colors.
Fahye says:
shut up while I copy and paste
Jonah says:
*oppressed*
ETA:
Fahye says:
okay
Fahye says:
you may speak
Jonah says:
THANK YOU
Jonah says:
*nearly suffocated*
Fahye says:
*pats*
Jonah says:
I felt like I lived in Romania.
Fahye says:
were there peasants
Fahye says:
?
Jonah says:
Only in the GULAG of SCIENCE.
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
SILENCE.
Fahye says:
i was about to ask...
Jonah says:
Look, I've been up since 4.
Jonah says:
You're lucky I can spell 'sicence.'
Jonah says:
...
Jonah says:
. . . . . . . . .
Fahye says:
this is me not. saying. anything
no subject
*uses the Schu icon, because: appropriate!*
no subject
Also, d00d, I don't know what she's on about, ALL NORMAL PEOPLE open conversations like that. *dignity*
no subject
*also a little confused*
*but dead of laugh*
(and I DON'T go to sleep early - FOR MY TIME ZONE. *sticks tongue out at ji-let*)