He is in fine form today. Making me laugh till I choke on lettuce with The "Isn't it amazing how fantastic I am?" Game. I take a swig of water through the straw he always discards from his cola and play my turn.
"It's really just confounding...you know...how amazingly 1:smart, 2:cute and 3:talented I am. They should write a book -no- 3 books about me. One for smart. One for cute. One for talented. They'd be triple best sellers."
he retorts:
"It's pretty fantastic that while you may have invented this game, I am ultimately the superior player. No one can beat me. It's not their fault that I'm so good at this, I'm just a natural, I guess. It's almost painful, how good I am."
"You are my finest opponent, I have to tell you."
"It's because I don't set limits for myself. I'm willing to go that extra mile."
Posted by Sonya at January 9, 2003 01:41 PMisn't it amazing how fantastic you are? what with the cute new years' outfit #2 that I hear nearly made everyone weep? and the hair that's so perfect it can never be made to look bad, even by cutting chunks out of it?
man. it must be great to be you.
Posted by: freesia at January 9, 2003 05:09 PM