The Friend: Who are you?

EMM: Who are you?

The Friend: I asked first.

EMM: I don't see how that gives you the right to recieve an answer first.

EMM: I asked second, and for you to assume that you get to hear my name first is silly. Besides, what do you need a name for?

The Friend: Do you play Furc?

EMM: No Idea what that is.

The Friend: Do you know Joey?

EMM: Joey of Northside?

The Friend: Northside?

The Friend: If you mean his school or whatever it is...

EMM: Joey of Northside,

EMM: Or Joey McGruer?

The Friend: No, not Mc...yeah

EMM: Okay, yeah, maybe, a little.

EMM: Why?

The Friend: I donno. You were on his buddylist.

EMM: Why are you looking at it?

The Friend: I'm not. He thought you were from something else.

EMM: What's going on?

The Friend: oh...yeah... of northside

EMM: He's the short, skinny kid, right?

The Friend: I guess?

The Friend: He told me to ask what your name is.

EMM: It's not important.

EMM: There's no way to know what it really is. So it's totally irrelevant.

The Friend: He's not short.

EMM: Really?

EMM: Is he that tall fat kid?

EMM: Not fat...

EMM: but like.

The Friend: He's not fat.

EMM: ultra-big boned?

The Friend: Uh.

Enough said. Its not just my eyes or my mind playing tricks on me. I really thought it was. But its not.

Ah well, more motivation.