I give a shit.

Bye Boo.

Boo, what the heck is going on?

I’m a little confused myself.  She keeps popping in the disappearing for 10 or 15 minutes because she’s chatting with LaMa.

Well fuck. As far as I know, I didn’t do anything wrong, and somehow I still end up feeling like total crap after that. Boo, if you decide to tell me what we did or didn’t do, feel free to email me, otherwise I’m off for a while.

I’ll see you later on Chary. *hugs*

Oh don’t leave.

Well, of course I’m going to go. She made me feel like an absolute shithead for no apparent reason, so I’m not gonna stick around. I’d rather talk to Erik, who isn’t going to drop a bomb and wander off like that. I’ll try and see you later.

So I’m left here alone?

What a fun evening this is turning out to be.

Chary, it’s not intended to upset you, I just don’t feel like being shit on. That was designed to make people feel bad, and it worked on me.

I’ll just turn up and feel like crap. Noni, you’ve way outdone me in any sort of way.
Feel free to go on about how awful I’ve been to you (the original statement was a semi-joke about how no-one had noticed my arival)
No. Obviously, I am the devil. I am the worst sort of evil, and only your loving husband can save you from me.

You shouldn’t let it work on you.  We didn’t do anything, so I’m not worrying about it.  If she’s upset she shouldn’t take it out on us.  I can just ignore her if I have to.

Fine. Bye.