Can you and Marianne do a “Rapture Edition” of your blog for Saturday? Not sure if she expects to be staying or going but I’m guessing you’ll probably sticking around here with me, right? Might be a nice way to highlight some travel outfits, or, alternately, comfortable clothes for the end of the world.
M: HAHAHA. I love Nina. Yeah, some folks think May 21st is the end of the world. But yes, we could pick some things in light, breathable non flammable fabrics for us sinners.
A: I told Nina the magic Target dress is pretty much perfect since we're all doomed anyway. I mean, most of us are staying right? And it's not the end of the world until October! May 21 is just the Rapture.
M: Ah! Shows what I know. We might be getting into some trouble.
A: My middle name is Trouble! (Not really.)
M: Adrien "Trouble" Hamilt0n sounds like a prospector or saloon owner or something. Well, maybe not the Adrien part. Too Frenchy.
M: Ooh, can I wear this?
It looks so breezy. Plus it will cover my legs, which will no doubt be hairy and unwashed.
M: Miley already knows what she is wearing:
A: Aw yeah, girlfriend knows how to stay on earth! I was thinking it would be the perfect opportunity to wear these:
M: You are smart to think in terms of self defense. I will be a goner with my long dress all tangled in my hairy appendages.
A: Well, and have you seen my hair? I can't get any kind of prairie pouf going AT ALL.
M: Yeah, with your Frenchy name and edgy hair, you'll be battling it out in the city while I escape to the hinterlands with my toddler and my beagle and all of this hair.
A: I never stood a chance, really. I mean, I have cats.
M: You know at the first threat of world's end, Stella is going to try and eat you. Right? Right.
A: I swear to you, and I am not lying, when I was all insomniac-y the other night Fuzz came to hang out with me and I thanked her and said, 'You know Stella is just waiting for me to die so she can eat me, right?"
M: That kind of breaks my heart because it's so true. Watch your back.
A: It's especially annoying because I PICKED HER OUT. She's a black cat though, so no way will she make the rapture. She's basically the devil's cat.
M: Stella will probably be in charge when shit goes down. I'm a little nervous.
A: She's kind of like Pouty though, so I think as long as I have a bunch of Smiths CDs on hand I can keep her in line.
M: How are you going to play those CDs with no electricity?
A: My iPod battery will last a day or two if I'm careful (and don't try to pointlessly check my email over and over again.) Wait...WHO'S SIDE ARE YOU ON ANYWAY WITH YOUR LONG PRAIRIE HAIR?
M: I just don't think you are taking this very seriously.
I'll be safe from your cat, is all.
A: Maybe Fuzz will protect me? She can be quite a little spitfire when she wants to be.
M: Well let's just hope.