good morning

our early (a very subjective concept) dance:

roommie washing dishes
rice is cooking
i move around her, making coffee

and i can't help myself
i poke her in the side

wahehe!

she jerks, "oist!" and splashes
some water my way
the floor
aargh.

i move to the other side, and
get the canister
i want to poke her other side too.

i resist.

"i'm so good.
i resisted to
itik you."

"yes," she said, "restrain yourself."

i know.

;))