Me: I think I'm done writing today.
Drew: I think you need a percentile check on that.
Me: You are not GMing my life.


Drew: It doesn't make me not wish I wasn't already married to you.
Me: *counts negatives* I don't think that's what you meant.
Drew: You could understand that? Drat!


(and because I'm sitting here)
RJ (working on his homework): I hate finding the volume of the pyramid.
Howard: Finding the volume of the pyramid is not nearly so annoying as finding the cursed dead mummy in the middle.

Lover's Cross--by Jim Croce

Guess that it was bound to happen
Was just a matter of time
But now I've come to my decision
And it's a-one of the painful kind
'Cause now it seems that you wanted a martyr
Just a regular guy wouldn't do
But baby I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you

Yes, I really got to hand it to you
'Cause girl you really tried
But for ev'ry time that we spent laughin'
There were two times that I cried
And you were tryin' to make me your martyr
And that's the one thing I just couldn't do
'Cause baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you

'Cause tables are meant for turnin'
And people are bound to change
And bridges are meant for burnin'
When the people and mem'ries they join aren't the same

So I'll hope that you can find
Another who can take what I could not
He'll have to be a super guy
Or maybe a super god
'Cause I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain't 'bout to start nothin' new
And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you