jer: Here i am.
claude: hi
jer: I ai'n got no helvetica, cuz i'm stupid on a PC
claude: no prob, dog. arial is (pretty much) the same. i won't tell anyone if you use it
jer: arial sux a dog cock
claude: WAAAH
jer: dogz cock
claude: see? this is why i love you.
jer: aww...
claude: stop it, you!!
jer: heh. ok. loggign off a sec. gotta load a font. back in a sec.
claude: ok
jer: OKay. I'm back.
claude: uh, what up.
jer: hi!
claude: hi.
jer: I am a moron
claude: we should write a song that has at the end of every verse, us fighting or fucking up, and then acting like we are starting again, and that will be the whole song. i also can't write today. can you tell? i blew my wad on the Lucky story.
jer: hee.
claude: i was all "andrea linnett, ugh, oh god! [pause] now no writing can me." sorry. that's gross
jer: that's funny-- I blew my wad into a kleenex
claude: ha!!! you're grosser.
jer: zam!
claude: bladow! hey did you see, perchance, on my LJ a while ago, the flyer i posted that i did not make?
jer: probably, but refresh my memory.
claude: it's this http://www.livejournal.com/users/claudelemonde/70035.html
jer: wah ha ha that poster is awwwwww-zum. who made that flyer? they misspelled brouhaha but i bet you knew that.
claude: i know. it makes my hair curl. and now i'm doing a show there with chmarasocks in september and we're making our own flyers but of course i'm stuck because now it HAS to be awesome or i'll look like a total dick
jer: so what are you nervous about? you have to make another poster and it's gotta be great.
claude: i decided i want to do design full-time. and now i'm looking at everything like it is Important and Final. i feel like cougar on top gun.
jer: ha!
claude: or is it jester? whatever. whoever the guy is that freaks out and turns in his wings.
jer: Marmot? Stinkbomb?
claude: and then the old guy is all "cougar lost it,turned in his wings. gentlemen you're going to miramar! for twelve weeks you'll blah de blah fighter pilots. screw up, and you'llbe flying cargo planes full of rubber dog shit out of hong kong."
jer: Whimpernutz?
claude: yes, all those. them too. "Whimpernutz turned in his wings."
jer: oh the guy in the prologue....
claude: and then music that's all, dwong.
jer: totally. Whoops. I forgot I was supposed to be all witty so's we could post this chat.
claude: whatever, who cares. maybe it will do the readership good to see that we are human too. i mean, totally awesomer-than-them humans. but human nonetheless.
jer: Yes, the "readership" definitely needs to be taken down a peg or two. Our readership consists of you, me, and your stalker, who reads the site over your shoulder through his high-powered binoculars as he peeps at you at work.
claude: i know! our readership is exclusive!!
jer: shit, Cluadsy, I gotta get going. I'll go home and try to work on mre good stuff. like maybe a blog entry for at least ONE of my blogs.
claude: good. hook it up! slacker.
jer: k. bye hon.
claude: "la di poop."