But enough about my crazy brain. This is about my AND Andrea's crazy brain.
This April 1st marked three years of me living in New York City. Whooooaaaaaawoowww. I've been reminiscing about those good ol' early days lately, remembering all the super cool fun Drea and I had in the giant single apartment I was subletting in Washington Heights.
Except for that shithead cat. About 24 hours after that photo was taken, I learned he was a fun-ruiner.
So in the spirit of nostalgia, I dug up one of the very first gchats we ever had (ever!), from that grand spring of '07. [Note: I have no idea what "Gaslight" was. Probably some lameo show/movie that I knew I was better off not seeing. HA. Clearly our online love/hate relationship was already in full bloom.]
andrea: you're druuuuunk
molly: not anymore
but kinda dizzy, for some reason
i think i'm dying
my brain is dying
andrea: i want to do things on brightly colored pieces of paper
molly: me too!
i'm in one of those moods where i'm wide awake and have the urge to do ... something
but i have no idea what
it should probably be sleep
hey i completely changed my mind about thurs night
i don't really want to see "gaslight" any more bc i have too much shit to do
i need to start packing too
andrea: blah blah blah
you just want to blow me off
and NOT do things on brightly colored pieces of paper!
molly: you're so right
i'm actually making a voodoo doll of you
andrea: i hate you
molly: that's my crafty craftiness
molly: g'night buttface
And with that memento, G'NIGHT BUTTFACES!