This is how I feel when I log on to GChat this week.

So my chat buddy and partner in foolish crime, Cheekie,  is in Cancun this week, so I miss her a little eBit.   (read: a lot), but don’t tell her I said that.  I have a reputation to uphold. I decided to share a quick chat to get my fix of foolishness for the week *cries and twitches in the corner*   Le sigh.

me: My Cheekeh!!!
Cheekie: wayment… you bought me? well, for how much?
me: for 3 shillings
Cheekie: tries to do math in head
ah well, that sounds good
me: probably like half a cent
which was too much if ya ask me
Cheekie: .____O
inflation probably
me: one eye, this is why i bargain shopped
Cheekie: HAHAHAHA
i’m a faulty item
me: you are a not-nice thing that can’t have nice things
Cheekie: which is pretty consistent
it makes sense mathematically
me: that is why i bought ya, consistency
Cheekie: i don’t have much sense and i’m not worth much cents
me: full circle
per usual