Zoey: That chess game was embarrassingly quick.
Jacob: Yeah, all because you won't lower your queen to killing a horse. :) Ugh, even after killing you in chess, I have an awful headache. Jeff from work played Crazy Frog on repeat all day today.
Zoey: um actually I think they're called 'knights'. And ha ha Jeff -what a man. all I can think of is him with flock of seagulls hair, and it's making my day a little bit better.
Jacob: Yes, I'm aware of the proper name. They remain horses.
I like Jeff quite a bit too - I'm always surprised to find that there are people that really don't.
Zoey: It's a good thing you hate queens so much, or else I would lose within three moves everytime. I don't get it, games always start promising for me and then get terrible within like ten moves.
I won a $50 gift certificate from jeff today for being awesome. I'm glad he appreciates my awesomeness.
Jacob: Yeah, I think you may be more impulsive than me (this is not a difficult feat). Not that I didn't have a couple of really dumb moves that game.
Ah, you may be awesome, but ask him who the genius at work is. I accepted the chess game by the way.
Zoey: then maybe I should be flattered that he thought we were related?
...or maybe you should?
I think I'm more impulsive than 98% of the populace. Anyhow, we're pretty much the same person so we couldn't be related ANYWAYS
Jacob: Clearly we can't be the same person, or maybe we are and impulsiveness, if divided equally, would lead to us both being normally impulsive people.
He thought we were related?
Zoey: Yeah, in the lunchroom . . . remember . . .?
Jacob: I don't . . . store . . . memory . . .
Zoey: if we became the same person then we would be moderately impulsive and have decent memory retention, clearly.
I'm going to quash your horse.
Jacob: Never!
Zoey: maybe instead we could be like a tag team in video games: basically they do the same thing but being one or the other is good in particular situations.
that way you don't have to be watered a couple times a week.
and this chess game already looks bleak.




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