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!