Maggie Burghard (_magpie_) wrote, @ 2012-01-02 11:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | aim, maggie, wes |
Friday: March/20/09 - AIM: Maggie/Wes
Maggie: hello Mr Macintyre
Wes: Hi
Maggie: it's Maggie
Wes: Oh hey.
Maggie: Uncle Charlie says I don't have to volunteer anymore, but I still wanna help in the infirmary
Wes: Ok no problem whenever you want
Maggie: he says I have to ask you if that's ok
Wes: Yeah it's fine
Maggie: YAY!
Maggie: I don't like the gross stuff, but other stuff is fun
Wes: You do realise infirmaries are mostly gross. Blood, needles, sanitizer, drugs.
Maggie: it's the OTHER stuff I don't like
Maggie: blood doesn't bother me
Maggie: but like pee and poop are gross
Wes: Puke poo and pee?
Maggie: ew, puke too
Wes: Yeah well do whatever
Maggie: I can do it, I just don't like it
Maggie: it's smelly
Wes: Doesn't matter, I get it
Maggie: do you hate me?
Wes: hate you?
Maggie: you never want to talk to me
Maggie: everyone else talks to me
Wes: i aint everyone else.
Maggie: is there something wrong with me?
Wes: every time you talk to me I have a headache due to drink, and every time I have a headache due to drink you mention your ol' granpappy who says drunks are stupid.
Maggie: sorry
Maggie: do you want me to bring you something for your headache?
Wes: valium
Maggie: is that in the infirmary?
Wes: i was kidding
Maggie: oh
Wes: what is.. wh at did you want.
Maggie: nothing, just to ask you about volunteering
Wes: ok good. what's your power anyway
Maggie: I'm a shifter
Wes: a what
Maggie: shapeshifter
Maggie: i can turn into animals
Wes: oh right.
Maggie: I like big cats
Wes: i think that used to be a song
Maggie: it was?
Wes: oh no... it was butts. sorry.
Maggie: big butts?
Wes: yea
Maggie: why would someone sing about big butts?
Wes: educated. "I like big butts and i cannot lie, you other brothers can't deny that when a girl walks in with an iddy bitty waist and a round thing in your face you get sprung"
Maggie: what's sprung?
Wes: excited.
Maggie: big butts make him excited?
Wes: yes
Maggie: why?
Wes: because he likes big butts, keep up
Maggie: but why?
Wes: ASK the fucking songwriter i dunno!
Maggie: do you?
Wes: do i what
Maggie: like big butts
Wes: i dont mind them
Maggie: I don't think my daddy or uncle Charlie like big butts
Wes: that's because they dont' appreciate the true human form in all it's guises.
Maggie: daddy says he just likes mommy
Wes: that's great
Maggie: are you married?
Wes: nope
Maggie: were you?
Wes: yep
Maggie: so you're divorced like uncle Charlie
Wes: yep
Maggie: were you sad too?
Wes: no i danced on her pretend grave. yes i was sad.
Maggie: you should go on a date!
Maggie: uncle Charlie has been happier since he went on a date
Wes: yeah i've been on loads since and went on one last night, had a relationship since my marriage ended too, so advice alrady taken
Maggie: good
Maggie: do you think you'll get married again?
Wes: no
Maggie: why not?
Wes: because
Maggie: I hope uncle Charlie gets married again
Wes: yeah yeah
Maggie: Mandy is having a baby, right?
Wes: yeah
Maggie: are you excited?
Wes: somewhat
Maggie: babies are so cool!
Maggie: Reed is cute
Maggie: Kim let me hold him
Wes: good for you
Maggie: did you hold him?
Wes: not realyl
Maggie: you should!
Wes: i dont want to
Maggie: and practice for when Mandy has her baby
Wes: i've handled plenty of babies, thanks
Maggie: I love babies
Wes: i gathered that
Maggie: do you think I could be a baby doctor one day?
Wes: probably
Maggie: I'm not good at math though
Wes: it has something to do with it?
Maggie: I think doctors have to be really smart and get good grades, right?
Wes: in medicine
Maggie: maybe I could then!
Wes: yeah maybe.
Maggie: could you teach me about medicine stuff?
Wes: i thought that was your volunteering place
Maggie: all I do is clean stuff
Wes: what kind of medicine
Maggie: everything
Maggie: you're really smart
Wes: painkillers: morphine, ibuprofen, penicillin but some people are allergic to that, tromadol but that can cause hallucinations, and vicadin, but that's highly addictive.
Maggie: not actual medicine that you take, but how to take care of sick people
Wes: that comes in time
Maggie: can I help with more than cleaning?
Wes: sure
Maggie: cool
Maggie: you sure you don't want me to get you something for your headache?
Wes: i'm fine, thanks.
Maggie: ok
Maggie: I'll talk to you later
Wes: ok. take care n stuff
Maggie: bye!