<p>Do you feel safe?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Are you in constant fear of being bitten?</p>
<p>Oh, of course.</p>
<p>By who?</p>
<p>Boys with names that are hard to pronounce.</p>
<p>Is she his half-sister?</p>
<p>She? Ew.</p>
<p>Do you like milk?</p>
<p>You know, not really. I like it on my cereal, and with really exquisite homemade cookies sometimes, but normally…no.</p>
<p>Skim milk or homo milk?</p>
<p>Haha, SKIM. Shut up.</p>
<p>Can you read minds?</p>
<p>Nooo. And I don’t want to.</p>
<p>Is that silly because minds aren’t books?</p>
<p>Hehe, yes.</p>
<p>Does George Bush bite people?</p>
<p>Oh George Bush…in a way, he does.</p>
<p>Are you sure?</p>
<p>Yes.</p>
<p>Does Franz Kafka bite people?</p>
<p>HAHA. Oh, don’t talk Kafka with meee.</p>
<p>Should he be discarded?</p>
<p>Along with the rest of them? Prossibly.</p>
<p>Are you a technodork?</p>
<p>No, I aspire to be, though. I want to be really good at “hooking things up” at some point. So I don’t have to rely on the savvy’ness of others.</p>
<p>What does that even mean?</p>
<p>Ehm. Technodork = really talented with complicated technological stuffs.</p>
<p>Will you say goodbye?</p>
<p>I will, because I should’ve started cleaning long ago. Sigh.</p>