Ryan and I were driving home from the grocery store and I was discussing with him how I have been having some issues on coming up with topics to write about. His words were, you are not applying yourself. Huh? Oh yes I am damn it. Below is a semi-word for word, blow by blow of the conversation that ensued after this devastating attack on my ego.
Me: Man, I am having trouble coming up with shit to write about.
Ryan: Well, you're probably not applying yourself.
Me: (Head spins) Huh, what do you mean I'm not applying myself? How do you even know?
Ryan: Cuz I've known you forever and you're not very good at applying yourself. Are you writing down your ideas?
Me: Yes, sometimes, no. I can't remember everything I think of!
Ryan: See, you need to be writing these things down.
Me: Whatev dude, I can't write shit down while I'm driving.
Ryan: You need to be writing these ideas down. You're not applying yourself.
Me: Fuck off. (Turns radio up, clearly I am over this convo.)
Ryan: See! You can't take criticism very well, you're turning the radio up to drown me out.
Me: I can take criticism well! And, this conversation is over.
Ryan: Did anyone ever tell you, you are passive-aggressive with your husband?
Me: No, I've never heard that before since I only have one husband.
Me: You know what?
Me: I'm going to write about this conversation we're having right now.