on the phone with emily last night:

E: so they got mom a stairmaster.
A: a stairmaster?
E: yeah, you know, for the steps.
A: but why a stair master, she can't do the steps.
E: that's why.
A: if she can't do the steps why does she need a stairmaster
E: they can buy a stairmaster if they want
A: ofcourse they can, i just don't get why
E: oh shit, not a stairmaster like at the gym, the elevator seat thing, its called stairmaster or something.


E: all we do is eat at my house
A: well look at your genes
E: shut up! that was rude. oh, you mean like genes with a g, not a j.