Filed under: Clay with tags: conversations
Remind me to never again start a conversation when I’m running on approximately 6 hours of sleep (12:30am to 6:30am – I woke up early out of routine even though I didn’t have to be at school until 10:50am, meaning that I left the house at 9am and therefore could have slept until 8am), not too much food (I had toast this morning at home with jam, I got to school and had the best bagel in the history of bagels – it was sundried tomato and cost me $0.95) and right after an exam (which really wasn’t that bad, but still affected my thought process just enough that I made little to no sense.
C: Hey… How’s it going?
M: [pause] Why are you awake?
C: Would you rather I just hang up and talk to you later then?
M: It’s not that… It’s just… Why are you awake? It’s noon. You’re never awake at noon.
C: I think I’m insulted now.
M: Did you at least eat breakfast today?
M: [mutters something about the most important meal of the day]
C: You’re cute when you mutter.
C: And when you’re defensive.
M: [mutters some more]
C: Am I distracting you from anything important?
M: [looks down at Dickens’ Great Expectations] Not overly important.
C: Which means that I am.
M: It’s just a book…
C: For school or for yourself?
M: Erm… Both?
M: Coming from the person who plays World of Warcraft, I’m really not that insulted.
Well, that’s as much of the conversation that I can remember. I was half-dozing when my cell phone started vibrating, so I’m actually not quite sure how much of this happened and how much was a figment of my imagination.