In passing conversation...

I was talking to my best friend on the phone last night, babbling away about nothing the way I always do. She's not much of a phone talker, my T, but she says she likes it when I call because it's not awkward and silent. I have enough to blather about for the two of us.

We were discussing our next chatting time and she told me we wouldn't be able to talk for a while because of her crazy work schedule. So she said I could call her on the Monday after I move home.

And it hit me and I said "My God, T, the next time I talk to you I will be a resident of CowTown!"

A resident of CowTown.

Indeed.

Toonses