How and Who: Online Chat between Nat and Kate.
Where: The Ether
Nat: just found strawberries
Its another Christmas miracle
Nat: in the fridge.
Kate: ah. gotcha.
Nat: not so much a miracle...more just remembering that i had them there
Kate: yeah i have strawberries and also icecream
Nat: always with the one-upmanship
Kate: just better i guess
Nat: No. i am bored.
Kate: just talking to my sister, will be with you soon
Kate: sweet ass berry
Nat:that could work though i don't like the idea of eating ass berries
Kate: piles, ew. did you see the hand on face blog?
Nat: yup. genius. i wish it was proper summer weather
Kate: yeah, we should be wearing short shorts and sleeping with fans on and eating icy poles
Nat: fucking stoopid mother nature.
she sucks donkey dicks
Nat: call it as i see it
Kate: you in a 'fuck you world' mood?
Nat: nah - just bored and can't be arsed doing anything constructive
though i do feel like drinking whiskey soon
Kate: argh. i am not happy with my recent drinking behaviour
Nat: hehe. with all due respect kate, you are a douche bag :)
Kate: i don't need to be told.
i might stick to ginger beer for awhile
Kate: your mum's boring
Nat: does ginger beer ever have alcohol in it?
Nat: why not?
Nat: people like ginger beer. they like alcohol and they like beer
thats 3 wins
Kate: you should write a letter
Nat: but to who kate. to who?
Kate: there should be just a general complaint office with some poor bastard reading about everyone's gripes
Nat: thats what friends are for! maybe i will set that office up
Kate: really i am just trying to fob you off
Nat: Nat's Official office of general complaints or Nats department of general complaints
Kate: but you would just complain that you were getting too many complaints
Nat: and I can be the Complaint secretary
and i would wite myself an email
and feel like i have done something about it
Kate: dear secretary, i am tired and am going to have a shower before going to bed cause i get up at six every morning
Nat: please - one complaint per correspondence
Kate: fucking burecrats!
go-have your fucking shower
Kate: Talk soon