her: so i think i'll be divorced by the time i get back to work tomorrow.
me: ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
her: i mean it, on the weekend he spent three hundred dollars on god knows what.
me: ha, ha, ha, ha.
her: then, i ask him what's for dinner - while i'm at work, and he's at home - and he asks me 'what are you cooking'? Well you know what... Fuck him!
me: ha, ha, ha.
her: I'm going to finish this report - i dont want to go home.
me: ha, ha. oh.
her: i mean, for fuck sake! FOR FUCKS SAKE!
me: oh. i have to get to yoga.
her: maybe i should come to go yoga.
me: do they do it out where you live?
dissapointed ponder.
me: see you in the morning!
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