went for drinks w/ a couple of friends and one's a stylist so she's always got a million witty stories [this guy's fear of foot fungus? it's so bad? he labels his sheets with 'head' and 'feet' so he will never mix them up. speaking of food fungus, this other guy? the airbnb guest? his foot fungus was so bad it seeped through everything and we had to change the rug!*]. I felt like every ping pong ball of wit that she lobbed my way, i just caught and walked back over to her side of the conversation and handed it to her, like "that was hilarious, please tell me another". It was the conversational equivalent of go fetch.

I started writing dissertation haikus. It's not as easy as it sounds: 'dissertation' uses up almost all the space. [*sighs* how apt. see what i did there?]

*maybe 'witty' is in the eye (ear?) of the beholder

11:23 a.m. - 2015-04-17