Brooke:What else?
Annette:He flat-out refuses to take any of my help when he's getting sick. I tried to give him some vitamins when he picked up that cold after the holidays and you would've thought I'd offered him heroin or a teacup of bleach.
Brooke:Men are the worst.
Annette:He won't admit when he's falling asleep. He likes to watch one of those sports news programs every night, though he's never seen an entire episode. He falls the fuck asleep. And god forbid I suggest he DVR it or turn off the television. It's right up there with illicit use of vitamin C.
Brooke:Yeah, you're a heretic.
Annette:Whenever it's snowing, he wakes up two or three times during the night to shovel. He says it won't accumulate as much that way. I understand that it's easier to shovel a few inches rather than a few feet, but first of all, we have a snow blower. Second, nothing good has ever come from going outside at three in the morning during a snowstorm.
Brooke:Literally nothing.
Annette:I don't even try to argue it with him. He's going to do what he's going to do.
Brooke:How do you manage?
Annette:He makes up for it in other ways.
Brooke:This guy has the good dick.
Annette:You're not wrong.
Brooke:Ugh this hasn't made me hate you less.
Annette:That's fine. You can hate me. It's that or put real effort into meeting men, I guess, and we both know you won't do that.
Brooke:Would you just shut up, please?
Annette:Since when have you refrained from giving anyone a pointed push?
Brooke:Yeah, because that's my thing. I'm the rude one. You're the nice one.
Annette:Only sometimes.
Brooke:Wait, are you referring to me or you?
Annette:Both seems like a fine answer.
* * *
March
Annette:Can I be ridiculous and self-centered for a minute?
Brooke:You never have to ask permission to be ridiculous or self-centered as I am both with alarming frequency.
Annette:You're neither.
Brooke:Don't try to debate this with me. I'll win. I always win because I'm amazing like that.
Brooke:See? Ridiculous and self-centered.
Annette:Anyway…Jackson's sister is coming to visit next weekend.
Brooke:Rachel, right?
Annette:Yeah.
