Thursday, August 11, 2011

(@work, 3 am, severely underslept/overworked/angry/
emotional/gay pms-ing, trying to change the diaper of my favorite elder paraplegic zombie doll)
HER: (mouth moves) ..... ...... .....
ME: did you say something?
HER: ....... ......... ......
ME: what?
HER: .... ......
ME: uh? one more time? (puts ear right by her mouth)
HER: (rasps/croaks/whispers) i'm...so happy..i have..you..to..take care of...me...
ME: (smiling/crying)
HER: ...sorry

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