Squid

lstone

lstone says, "...I can't believe I'm only halfway through this book."
oneironaut says, "This is the greatest thing ever."
lstone says, "You suck."
oneironaut says, "I'm too entertained to care."
lstone says, "I'm not even giving you details about my saga and you're enjoying it."
oneironaut says, "I know just enough about the book to build in my mind an elaborate fantasy of your suffering."
lstone says, "Here, let me type out an example for you."
oneironaut says, "How will you get through it without your keyboard shorting out from your quiet but continuous weeping?"
lstone says, "'He turned then, with a mocking smile, and I stifled a gasp. His white shirt was sleeveless, and he wore it unbuttoned, so that the smooth white skin of his throat flowed uninterrupted over the marble contours of his chest, his perfect musculature no longer merely hinted at behind concealing clothes. He was too perfect, I realized with a piercing stab of despair. There was no way this godlike creature could be meant for me.' If that's less objectionable than you expected, realize that this is page 250 of basically nothing but this."
Vinci the Magnificent says, "That's...amazing."
oneironaut says, "Either I've seen that passage before, or I've seen another passage just like it. These possibilities seem equally likely."
oneironaut says, "This is going on my livejournal so hard."
lstone says, "You suck so hard."
oneironaut says, "Your point?"
lstone says, "I'm going to mail you this book. I'm certain that having it in your home will cause you to read at least some of it."
oneironaut says, "I'm strong!"
Vinci the Magnificent says, "The book's patient."