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metaphortunate) wrote2012-08-26 09:21 pm
metaphortunate) wrote2012-08-26 09:21 pm
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So, what have you been up to?
A) Oh, you know. Same old, same old.
B) What have I been up to? Let me answer that with a long baby anecdote! My baby is nearly at another milestone! I mean, I'm pretty sure. I think there are signs. Do you want to hear all about it? It involves poop. I have a lot of photos on my phone!
C) I've become obsessed with cockfighting. I don't really own any birds of my own, but I've been spending hours on end learning about the sport. It's totally a sport. Let me sit you down and tell you all about my disreputable new hobby. Do you think I should get some birds?
D) Trudging day by day towards the inevitability of the grave while the economy and the climate shit the bed as the human race does a ponderous, balletic, completely avoidable decade-long suicide, same as you. Why?
E) Okay, to be honest, I've been kind of tense lately. I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to be able to keep my spouse from noticing that I've been keeping roosters on the back patio.
F) My life is so fucking awesome I can't talk about it because if I ever do even I want to beat myself to death with a hammer for smugness.
G) Do you have half an hour? I could go into everything I've been learning at work and the political dilemmas I've been dealing with and the various strategies I'm considering for coping with them, plus I'd like to vent about my boss.
H) Can't complain. You?
A) Oh, you know. Same old, same old.
B) What have I been up to? Let me answer that with a long baby anecdote! My baby is nearly at another milestone! I mean, I'm pretty sure. I think there are signs. Do you want to hear all about it? It involves poop. I have a lot of photos on my phone!
C) I've become obsessed with cockfighting. I don't really own any birds of my own, but I've been spending hours on end learning about the sport. It's totally a sport. Let me sit you down and tell you all about my disreputable new hobby. Do you think I should get some birds?
D) Trudging day by day towards the inevitability of the grave while the economy and the climate shit the bed as the human race does a ponderous, balletic, completely avoidable decade-long suicide, same as you. Why?
E) Okay, to be honest, I've been kind of tense lately. I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to be able to keep my spouse from noticing that I've been keeping roosters on the back patio.
F) My life is so fucking awesome I can't talk about it because if I ever do even I want to beat myself to death with a hammer for smugness.
G) Do you have half an hour? I could go into everything I've been learning at work and the political dilemmas I've been dealing with and the various strategies I'm considering for coping with them, plus I'd like to vent about my boss.
H) Can't complain. You?
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(Also, I read that a guy died when his fighting cock stabbed him with the knife tied to it. I have to say that I failed my human kindness roll and sniggered at that.)
*It is almost impossible to overstate the quirky weird earnestness of this event. The best part is that as an organization, it's completely non-ironic.
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