Summing up my weekend

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:53:29 PM): hey

Bear (9/17/2006 10:53:46 PM): Hey, what's happening

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:54:01 PM): I am wishing everyone would die a grisly death

Bear (9/17/2006 10:54:17 PM): And by everyone, you mean...?

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:54:39 PM): everyone = all people, not just now: EVER!

Bear (9/17/2006 10:55:12 PM): Care to elaborate? [Note: I am pretty sure he meant what is bothering me, but I chose not to take it that way]

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:56:32 PM): well, I wish some would burst open like the blueberry girl in the Willie Wonka Movie. Some people I wish would be smashed by falling anvils and/or pianos. Some people should be raped and/or mauled to death by pit bulls, and some--not all, but some, should be eaten by Nicole Richie

Bear (9/17/2006 10:57:47 PM): Can I do the piano? It'd be the least painful.

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:58:29 PM): That is a pretty big favor to ask, but okay. But we are totally even from that time when you caught me with both of your twin sisters

Bear (9/17/2006 10:58:59 PM): What about all the chicken biscuits you owe me?

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:59:16 PM): YOU OWE ME, YOU MANGY CUR!!!!!

Hyperion (9/17/2006 10:59:30 PM): Actually, now that I think about it, no dying until you have paid off

Bear (9/17/2006 10:59:42 PM): What happened to spark such ire?

Hyperion (9/17/2006 11:00:40 PM): I do not know man. I am just coming closer and closer to losing it totally. Everything is pissing me off lately. Even small stuff. I watched 20 minutes of CHEAPER BY THE DOZEN two nights ago and I almost took a hammer to the TV

Bear (9/17/2006 11:00:42 PM): That sucks, but more important: I got this vanilla air freshener, and now my whole room smells like cake. Pretty sweet.

[At this point the conversation turns eyes-only, but you get the point]