Me: "Raven, meet Monkey."
Emily: "Sounds like you're introducing mythical archetypes. Native American/Celtic, meet Asian - FIGHT!"
Monkey: "Oh, shit, don't do that-"
Me: "Ha! Triggered a story, huh?"
(Could trigger one for me, too, when my brain is less weary. Trickster cage match!)
Other quote, when people at catvalente's room party were struggling to type things: "I'm not drunk, I can proofread."
I blame my inability to remember anything else we said this weekend on two things:
1. I am so utterly fucking exhausted, having slept very little last night, and
2. I used most of my short-term memory buffer space for this fact, declared to Adam as I entered: "Rogue made a chipotle beer."
He was pleased that I hung onto that, and I informed him that that brainspace was now going to be released and recycled.
So weary. But. Very fun weekend, about which more will be written tomorrow sometime, I'm sure.