Hi I'm Sherlock!
And this is Bikeyoga, actually it's still Sherlock because Bikeyoga is picking her eyelashes.
Trichotillomania affects millions!!!!
As does somnambulism and compulsive lying.
I know that you're still writing about me but I'm just glad you didn't write herpes. Which I don't have.
Thank you for the clarification.
Well, we're roommates, anything to put you at peace of mind. Especially because I drink from your cups
every time you leave the room.
What?? You twisted witch!
I take it upon myself to make life interesting in the little ways. Like Russian Roulette with drinking glasses. Except it doesn't work because again, I don't have herpes.
Well, to anyone that reads this... I don't even know what say.
We can clarify? Sherlock and I are roommates at BYU! Tributes in the Hunger Games of Eternal Marriage.
Right now, I'm doing the writing because Sherlock is taking off to TA for her physics lab, she prepares psychologically by humming Imagine Dragon's Radioactive under her breath. She stops to tell me she must take some sustenance with her, direct quote, I swear. What kind of 19-year-old that isn't on a pioneer trek across the plains uses the word "sustenance"? Anyway, she's super cute and happy to start the blog, as she leaves the apartment she beams at me and says, it's such a big day! We've talked about doing this for ages! Weirdo. Anyway. We started the blog today because of an argument between us over creativity in the real world. I hold fast that lies are just really good stories told vocally. She tells me I blur the lines between fact and fiction, to which I retaliated fine!
Fact! I have bunions!
Fiction! The guy I've been sucking face with for 3 months is my boyfriend!
She laughed until she cried and told me that that was so sad that we ought to start a blog.
And that is the story of us.
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