Teacher Roommate can be very… blunt and to the point with herself. This comes out in little ways like how she writes little reminders to herself in terse little messages on the back of her left hand, or in the titles of the alarms on her iPhone.
Her dad is in town on a visit. They are the drinkin’est family I have ever heard of (aside from the Australians I encountered when I visited my family in Tasmania). Naturally, when I get home around 730, they’ve already been out drinking for a while. We texted back and forth for a bit about the internet debacle (now fixed), and how her dad helped her set it up (thanks dad!). Then I receive this non-sequitur gem:
And my day has been made. Thank you Teacher Roommate.