Showing posts with label ian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ian. Show all posts

Thursday, July 16, 2009

2:30 AM Conversations with my brother

Me: thx 4 keepin me in da loop
Ian: well you gotta loop the loop
Me: and pull
Ian: not that thats even close to being relavent
Me: now your shoes are looking cool
Ian: okay spongebob go home
Me: whatever
Me: you're just as bad for knowing it was a spongebob reference
Me: i'mma go chill out in bikini bottom
Me: AKA the shower
Ian: get me a crabby patty?
Ian: AKA
Ian: drown yourself
Me: Sure thing.
Ian: alright
Ian: ahahah


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Addendum

Ian: WOOOOAH
Ian: is it like
Ian: a genetic thing to take showers later than most people are awake?

Monday, April 6, 2009

Some things truly do run in the family.

"I'm tireddddddddddd."
"So go to bed?"
"I don't want toooooooooo."
"Make coffee?"
"Ohhhh. That's a good idea! ... my knees hurt."
"Because you're so tall."
"Yeah... coffee... coffee fixes everything!"

Like the stutter I get when my anxiety is bad.
Like the sense of humour I have.
Like my sleeping patterns.
Like the fondness for photographs and for art, in general.
Like coffee at late hours of the night.

Friday, January 23, 2009

"Research" Paper

Would you stay in the room if a large spider was in it?:
yeah sooooooonn
id have a mad nice intellectual conversation with it share stories and drink some tea with that niggah

For my Intro to Psych class, I'm writing a term paper about the relationships between my siblings and me, and how our parents have affected us, or not affected us, in a couple of good cases.
It's supposed to be about 10 pages long and I have about two to three weeks to finish it by. I think I'm going to start jotting down notes in my spare time.


My brother is close to four years younger than me and my sister was born when I was five and a half years old. As far as I can tell, that's a pretty big gap for most families in terms of sibling closeness. If my brother means the world to me, then my sister is more important to my well-being than oxygen.