It's Not What You Think

...:Jamie. Wake up Jamie... Jamie, what the hell is the matter with you? It's 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm pretty sure that you had work about an hour ago!

Jamie: Uhh...

...: Seriously Jamie, I'm so sick of this. Jamie? Every morning, no you don't even get up until the afternoon, and then you come home after work, or whatever, complain about being tired, and then we have sex and then go to sleep. FUCK!

Jamie: Mmmm... What's wrong?

...: I'm so frustrated. Every morning, I'm anxious and nervous about things I'm not getting done. I'm cussing left and right like a goddamn sailor, and I just...

Jamie: Well, you don't have to stay in bed with me till I get up. You can go do what you need to do. And plus, I think your language is sexy. Come here.

...: No... NO! Don't. I'm serious Jamie. I don't like who I am right now. I don't like the way I become when I'm around you every day.

Jamie: So don't come over all the time. We can spend some nights apart, if you can handle not taking your medicine. Some penis-cillin? Eh, eh?

...: ... Yeah... Maybe you're right... Listen, I've got to meet with my mom right now. I'll call you later okay?

Jamie: Yeah. What time is it anyway?

...: The clock's on the wall. Look for yourself. Maybe you can get your ass out of bed and get your life started.

Jamie: What's that supposed to mean?

...: Nothing. I'll call you later.

Jamie: Shit! Hello? Yeah Kirk. Sorry dude. I had a car problem. Yeah, I'll be in in about thirty. Okay, see you soon.