pencils
Sara and I showed up at a party in an apartment/loft building, and Julie and Xty came down to answer the door. X was so high she could barely carry on a conversation. I wrote her a message on her face. Julie had a copy of a yearbook where people had written quotes to her and for some reason I looked inside expecting my quote to be in there instead of on X’s face.
Then we were upstairs and my pencil was broken and I asked Julie if she had an extra one or at least a sharpener. She was standing at a table sharpening one of her own pencils and she had this huge electric pencil sharpener. She said something like, “You have to get more pencils!” and took mine and sharpened it. I thought to myself that if I had a giant sharpener like that I wouldn’t ever need more pencils.
There was also another part where Sara was talking about this cupcake place called Tweet. She said that when she went there there had been a constant tweeting sound and it was really annoying. I said to her that I had been to a different Tweet and that there had been no tweeting. I said that maybe when she was there they were about to close. She said maybe they had been closed when I was there. We argued for a second and then I realized it didn’t matter. “Anyway, I like Tweet.”
