Selena: thanks, now my face is hurting x 2394723987439473 reading your responses on my blog HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH me: no problemo! Selena: you are a hilarious writer Selena: god you're mean, it's great. me: I'm pretty good at internet fights, I'll admit me: I do them professionally Selena: sounds like you have found your true calling Selena: also uh boy i was drunk last night Selena: i think iwent to bed at 9:30 me: should be done with column soon, have already thrown in some notes and whatnot into the date rape piece me: I think I left around 9:30, didn't I? me: also, you're going to love this Selena: i pretty much went to bed right after you left Selena: i was like "zzz" all day yesterday, fucking tired me: I figured I should try to query the computer game mags since they pay exceptionally well me: so I needed a sample Selena: oh great Selena: oh god Selena: you are writing about dwarf mountain me: so, I'm playing a little game this evening Selena: and i know it's dwarf fortress me: oh yes Selena: but i refuse to fucking call it that Selena: i'm calling it by every wrong name possible me: I wrote an epic short tale about the attack of the stork Selena: just to be a little cunt rag Selena: i have no doubt you will get it picked up me: do what you will, my love of dwarf fortress conquers all me: it's actually pretty good Selena: i shall remain unvanquished me: I even put a poem in there Selena: oh god me: about a cat who was killed by the stork Selena: i think i might have to stab you with a pen me: Battered - What served as bones are now no more Red's all been splattered On ceiling, walls, and bloody floor Now see tattered A noble cat who freely roamed But, being stray, is not bemoaned me: ZOMGLOL me: there goes your mouth Selena: hhahahahahha Selena: i hate you so much me: I understand if you want to break up Selena: the only thing i want to break is your laptop me: IT'S ALL ON GOOGLE DOCS, YO Selena: shit Selena: we have reached an impasse me: I'm writing the sex piece in bits and no particular order, here's what I have me: the date went incredibly well. The conversation was engaging, easy, and jumping around in subject matter in such a way as a conversation often does when both parties are at ease. She even let me show her this extraordinarily intricate computer strategy game over which I am obsessed. Then she instigated more sexual activity, most likely because she was tired of having to hear about the procedural world generation process in Dwarf Fortress.
So, I'm not so much threatening as I am incorrigible, and not so much incorrigible as I am a guy who often pretends that he is a large number of dwarves who live in a fortress. I do have lots of sex, somehow. I must be really fucking charming. I certainly know how to treat a female guest whom I'm pursuing romantically. I bought some vodka and not one, but two kinds of juice with which to mix it. me: this is just rough draft out of notes, then I write based on those notes, partially the same thing Selena: hahahahahah me: it's gonna be a good piece Selena: i love how dwarf fucktress must figure so prominently in so much of your writing :( me: I just started playing it last week me: having played it for a while a couple years ago me: new version came out this month after two years Selena: oh GREAT me: I'll satiate myself soon and be done Selena: i pray for the day me: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neuromancer me: you need to get this as soon as you can me: otherwise I'll get it for you Selena: crikey Selena: alright already, i'll get it me: well done Selena: OK i need to go shower and get my old ass to work me: have fun Selena: you should go to bed Selena: i know you've been up all fucking night me: will eventually Selena: hahaha awww you're a little nocturnal monkey Selena: get a haircut too you filthy fucker Selena: you look homeless me: think I should? me: okay Selena: hahaha yes Selena: otherwise i will do it for you while you sleep Selena: and i am by no means a professional Selena: enjoy the bald spots i give you me: probably be best that way me: the people I go to don't cut white hair Selena: i could drink two bottles of wine Selena: and then cut your hair Selena: i did that to a guy once Selena: he actually looked OK Selena: he claimed his coworkers complimented him me: hah, Mirna just came home after having been at that stupid guy's place all night, the animals were all happy to see her and then she left immediately to go to work me: they're stuck with me me: holy shit me: there's a new version of Google documents me: with several key features me: including real-time edits than can be seen by all parties as well as in-document chatting me: we could carry on our little conversations over some article on which we're collaborating, or our little ideas/to do list document. that would be another unprecedented, nifty futuristic media thing