Monday, January 13, 2003
The scene: we find our protagonist (me) shifting about the room, looking mildly distracted. He has thus far scrubbed out the inside of his tea mug with a toothbrush and danced to the song Sayonara Senorita by himself while his roommate looks on with interest and mild alarm.
Me: I'm going to start answering the phone with "ahoy," if that's okay with you.
KJ: What are you doing?
Me: I'm reading and highlighting my International Relations book, even though it only has to be done by Thursday. Theoretically.
KJ: You're procrastinating on getting ahead? You are such a loser! Get an effin' life!
Me: I'm afraid I've already got an F in life.