Accounting for Dummies

I suppose there's nothing quite like having the person who you might potentially be in love with gush to you about the person they might potentially be in love with.

And that's why God invented friends like Tarryn. Who somehow manages to make an orange lamp work in a green room and has the gall to paint her toenails Pinus (yes, its a colour too - don't worry, the possibilities of Pinus were hereto unknown to us as well before Joel came along). So, today Tarryn is cleaning up her laptop (I haven't yet suggested to her that she might want to defragment her disk to make it easier - mainly because it's that much more fun hearing her bitch about "it froze!!! at 96%! Why do u hate me [scream]") I may be considered evil for this, but it's sort of along the same lines as you (yes, YOU), laughing at the countless number of school-going-kids you still know, "haha. school-goer" (yes, I know you've done it) - and that has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I might have too.

So, that's Gods way of compensation I scheme. For every one I-want-to-die-right-now(repeated) occurrence, you get two haha-I-laugh-at-you-coz-its-funny-and-Im-entitled-to-be-evil occurrences. Accounting for Dummies: it totally tallies up.