January 31, 2005
phone calls with sako.
Cell phone text message:
"Lady @ chinese rest. Wouldnt serve me combo plate. Said i would get fat."
"Hi."
"Hi."
"What's up?"
"Nothing. What's up?"
"Nothing."
"Okay."
Silence.
"You called for a reason?"
"I can't call just because I love my sweet big sister?"
"Is that why you called?"
"No."
"Then why did you call?"
"I'm bored."
"Okie dokie."
"Bye!"
"But you just sai--"
(click)
"Hello?"
"HI!"
"Hi, Sak--"
"Bye!"
(click)
"fuck."
"Sako, stop that!"
"HI!"
"Hi."
"BYE!"
"FU--"
(click)
"Why don't you pick up the phone? It rang and rang and rang and rang and rang and rang and--"
"You're making me crazy. You know this, right?"
"I'm bored."
"I know. So what do you want me to do about it?"
"I'm waiting for the bus."
"Okay."
"It's boring."
"I'm getting that."
"BYE!"
(click.)
"I'm still bored."
Silence.
"Are you there?"
Silence.
"TALK TO ME!"
"Why? You'll just han--"
"BYE!"
(click.)
"I hate you, you know that?"
"HI!"
"Let me guess. You're bo--"
"The bus came!"
"Yay!"
"I got on it!"
"That's great. I'm happy for you."
"Bye!"
(click.)
(bring! bring!)
"DON'T ANSWER IT!"
"Why?"
"It's--"
"Hello? --Yuhri, it's your sister."
"I'm not here."
"Here."
"I'M NOT HERE!"
"Why are you not there, Yuhri? Why do you hate your little sister? I am so cute and sweet!"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
(sniffle.)
"Oh, shit."
"I love you, Yuhri. You are my big sister. You are mean to me."
"Yeah, whatever."
(sniffle.)
"Stop that."
"So meeeeeeaaaaaan!"
"You're making me insane."
"Aw. You are sad. I will spell broccoli and cheer you up. 'B-R-O-C-C-O--'"
"Stop that."
"Are you happy?"
"Yes. Fine. I'm happy."
"Do you love your little sister?"
"Yes. I love you."
"Lots and lots?"
"Yes."
"Aw. That's so nice."
"So what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Okay."
"I'm bored."
"Oh Go--"
"Bye bye!"
(click.)
"FUCK."
"Hey, Yuhri. What're you doing?"
"Eating lunch. I'm went to the..."
"I just bought a cock ring."
A pause. The sound of chewing slows. Silence. "Wait. What?"
"Cock ring."
"Okay. I ... don't know what that is."
"Well, if you take those two words, cock, and ring, and you put them together into one word--"
"See, that falls into the realm of TMI."
"What're you eating?"
"Cock ring?"
i don't understand...if i phone you everyday, you don't like it. if i don't phone you for several months, you and mom freak out.
silly people.
Go on its really good
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