jianantonic | Haha, what?

Two ridiculous conversations I was in yesterday:

First, I was talking to my friend Zac, who was about to fly to Ohio to hang out with a dude he recenty hooked up with. They're both writers, and Zac is working on a book about Ty (the beanie babies company) while the other guy is working on a book about his golden retriever. So for a present, Zac got him a Ty brand plush golden retriever. Cute, right? But Zac was worried it would be a bad idea -- that it would make it look like he was "too into him." Dude. You got on a fucking plane to see the guy. Getting him a stuffed dog is not going to tip the balance.

Then Shanon was over here helping me clean, and Jack was hanging out just randomly playing with whatever we put in front of him while we moved from room to room. In the bathroom, he reached for the toilet brush, and Shanon shrieked "Ew! No!" and grabbed it away from him. Then she looked really worried and turned to me to apologize. "No offense, Meg..." HOW DARE YOU IMPLY THAT MY SHIT BRUSH MIGHT BE GROSS! WHAT KIND OF FRIEND ARE YOU?!

Seriously, my friends are weird :)