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Conversation with my daughter:
Me: Did you send an emial to JennJenn asking if you can borrow her book?
Myr: Not yet. If you type it up, I'll sign it.
Me: I don't think so.
Myr: I can't type.
Me: If you can read, you can type.
Myr: Well... I can't read.
Me: Then you don't need the book.
Myr: I like looking at the pretty picutres.
Me: There are no pictures in the book.
Myr:: The one on the cover. And the letters form pretty patterns. They are fun to look at, too.
Heh. Such is my life.
Myr: Not yet. If you type it up, I'll sign it.
Me: I don't think so.
Myr: I can't type.
Me: If you can read, you can type.
Myr: Well... I can't read.
Me: Then you don't need the book.
Myr: I like looking at the pretty picutres.
Me: There are no pictures in the book.
Myr:: The one on the cover. And the letters form pretty patterns. They are fun to look at, too.
Heh. Such is my life.
Hee!
Person: Hey, that's my book!/Aren't you done with that section of the paper yet?
Other person: No.
Person: Hurry up! You can't read anyhow!
Other person: I know; I just like looking at the pictures.
Alternately:
Me: Dad, are you reading my Mad magazine/comic book?
Dad: I'm censoring it; making sure it's fit for you to read.
Me: I read it already.
Dad: I'm censoring it retroactively.
Re: Hee!
Hey... did you get my email? How do you want me to send you the beta of your fic? I'm going to give it one more once over and then it's all yours.
Re: Hee!
Either beta the document or send it to me, please. I would prefer you to go through the fanfic and do it online, but whichever floats your boat.
Just not an attachment; sometimes I can't get those.
Ray