why i get to have an iphone and he doesn't.

I feel like you need a full visual of me right now.

Sweatpants. T-shirt. Glasses. No shower. No real food has been consumed today other than one confetti cupcake, a handful of peanut M&Ms and a deeeelicious mug of hot chocolate. BTDub, it's 1:55 p.m. I'm considering a move to shower-land, but I feel like I still have some laze left in me. I mean, let's not rush things.

Up until about an hour ago, Chuck was joining me in my cleanliness and productivity strike, but he's now defected to the golf course. I hate him.

Back in the good old days, like 11:30 am, when Chuck was being a part of my life, sitting on the couch beside me, and living up to his "to have and to hold" oath, he took my phone, asked for my App Store password and said "I need it because."

Things I know in my life:
1. I will never like pickles or tomatoes.
2. I don't look good, ever, in cropped, capri, or anything less than full length pants.
3. Chuck does nothing for "because". Chuck is calculating. There is no because.

He handed me back my phone, said "point it back toward me". Ok.
As I was grabbing the phone, turning it, and beginning to look through it, Chuck (in an incredibly well choreographed move - which begs the question "How long had you been planning this?") pressed play on a youtube video.

I saw this.

As "Take On Me" was playing in the background.
Really? I mean, seriously? Tell me you understand what's going on here. He downloaded a photo app that made him look like a sketch and tried to recreate the Aha video. He only spent like 5 minutes on this but still I feel like this is kind of ridiculous.

(naturally trying to pull me into the phone with him)


He's a winner.

1 comment:

  1. if you guys ever need someone to hang out on the couch next to you...I'm your gal.


Tell me about it. Oh and thanks for validating my life.

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